Clair de Lune

…trapped in the void

Your soul is a chosen landscape
Where charming masqueraders and bergamaskers go
Playing the lute and dancing and almost
Sad beneath their fanciful disguises. 

All sing in a minor key
Of victorious love and the opportune life,
They do not seem to believe in their happiness
And their song mingles with the moonlight,

With the still moonlight, sad and beautiful,
That sets the birds dreaming in the trees
And the fountains sobbing in ecstasy,
The tall slender fountains among marble statues.
– Paul Verlaine, 1869

 

Composition by:
Kay Lynn Gabaldon

Featured Image:
Lena
Vladimir Milovanovic

 

Lena By: Vladimir Milovanovic

Lena
By: Vladimir Milovanovic

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