I saw a house in England —
stones enjoined by mortar
braided into artistry
like kings and queens,
and made my way to study her —
to touch and ape this gorgeousness up close
and OH!
I saw not braids nor fancy icing cake —
designs made plush for those
with fancy fortunes to expend,
but saw instead a simple cache
of rounded river stones, quite niblet-sized —
embedded piece by piece
and skin to skin.
and laughed to see a castle built
so much like me —
pebble by pebble,
and holding firm.
Pam Goode
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Awe, your verse is adorable.. ❤
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Mantenere la calma
.
Ho visto una casa in Inghilterra,
pietre unite da malta
sovrapposte in modo elegante
come re e regine,
.
e mi sono diretto a studiarla,
a toccare e imitare da vicino questa magnificenza
e OH!
.
Non ho visto trecce né torte di glassa elaborate,
disegni sontuosi per coloro
che hanno fortune da spendere,
.
ma ho visto un semplice nascondiglio
di pietre di fiume arrotondate, le dimensioni di un bocconcino,
incastonate pezzo per pezzo,
pelle contro pelle.
.
e ho sorriso nel vedere un castello costruito
così simile a me —
ciottolo per ciottolo,
duro e resistente.
.
Dear Pam, I read your poem and I was impressed, I translated it into Italian and I will publish it on Sunday 9th March in my weekly column Gioielli Rubati. Thanks and greetings from Italy
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Thank you so much!
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