The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Mon 1/26/2009)

[RetroLounge]

Psalm 4

Because I sing sometimes of angels,
some believe I aspire to their purity.

They make me laugh, my critics,
those who think I’m ashamed of my flesh!

Yet must I sleep alone for the rest of my life,
remain all alone in this life?

Desire rises up to my teeth.
I’m overtaken by wild beasts

that turn against me and attack with fangs,
that in an instant populate the desert of my soul.

I never knew they could be roused
by the need of my own flesh.

I have barely explored my solitudes,
I believe the beasts are only calling out to you,

to you and your creations, perhaps,
to your angels who are always passing through.

They are only asking for tenderness,
the freshness of a woman’s smile.

No, it’s not my flesh I question
but not having enough love to give.

Patrice de La Tour du Pin

          translated from the French by Jennifer Grotz

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[blueraven95]

1. morning, Retro

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5. Hello!

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[Tuesday Afternoon]

2. ~

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6. ...

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[BlueIris]

3. Niiiiiiice. Right up my alley. nt

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7. Hey

Sent you a PM back...

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[CaliforniaPeggy]

4. Good morning, my dear Retro!

Ah...

Perfect.

Thank you!

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[Chorophyll]

9. I lost my intertubes for several hours today...NOES!!!11!

A belated :hi: to you for this lovely poem.

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10. oh no!!!!

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