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The power of taste

It did not take any great character
our refusal dissent and persistence
we had a scrap of necessary courage
but essentially it was a matter of taste
Yes taste
which has bers of soul and the gristle of conscience
 
Who knows if we’d been better more prettily tempted
sent women pink and at as wafers
or fantastic creatures out of Hieronymous Bosch
but what did hell look like in those days
a mud pit a cutthroat’s alley a barracks
called a Palace of Justice
a moonshine Mephisto in a Lenin jacket
sent Aurora’s grandchildren into the eld
boys with potato-eaters’ faces
very ugly girls with red hands
 
Truly their rhetoric was just too shoddy
(Marcus Tullius turned in his grave)
chains of tautologies a few ailing concepts
torturers’ dialectics reasoning without grace
syntax devoid of the beauty of the subjunctive
 
So in fact aesthetics can be an aid in life
one shouldn’t neglect the study of beauty
Before we assent we must examine closely
architectural forms rhythms of drum and fe
ocial colors the homely rituals of burial
 
Our eyes and ears refused to submit
our princely senses chose proud exile
It did not take any great character
 
we had a scrap of necessary courage
but in essence it was a matter of taste
Yes taste
which tells you to walk out wince spit out your scorn
even if for that your body’s precious capital the head
would roll
 


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2024.10.05.

Missing





I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon that swims upstream
and, defying the arrows, the bears, and the fishermen
arrives at the season of love.
 

I'll search for you in the eyes of the last friend,
I'll listen to the tolling of an ancient heart.
I'll search on the body of a lonely woman
the last “I love you” lost in her throat.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

They no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven’t seen “love”,
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

I'll search for you among the desks of an old schoolhouse
where in your book I left you a pansy.
I'll search in a song of revolution
another feeling and a song.
 

I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon swimming upstream,
a little hero at the risk of dying,
you give life to the sea for love.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

And they no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven't seen 'love',
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

Dear missing love.
 

~~~~~
 

Dear missing love.
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn't forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn't dreamed
It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more peace
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart of one who hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that they haven’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of her kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”