Poesie inserite da Silvana Stremiz

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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
I Came to buy a smile - today -
But just a single smile -
The smallest one upon your face
Will suit me just as well -
The one that no one else would miss
It shone so very small -
I'm pleading at the "counter" - sir -
Could you afford to sell -
I've Diamonds - on my fingers -
You know what Diamonds are?
I've Rubies - like the Evening Blood -
And Topaz - like the star!
'Twould be "a Bargain" for a Jew!
Say - may I have it - Sir.
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    Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
    She sweeps with many-colored Brooms -
    And leaves the Shreds behind -
    Oh Housewife in the Evening West -
    Come back, and dust the Pond!
    You dropped a Purple Ravelling in -
    You dropped an Amber Thread -
    And how you've littered all the East
    With Duds of Emerald!

    And still, she plies her spotted Brooms,
    And still the Aprons fly,
    Till Brooms fade softly into stars -
    And then I come away.
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      Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
      Savior! I've no one else to tell -
      And so I trouble thee.
      I am the one forgot thee so -
      Dost thou remember me?
      Nor, for myself, I came so far -
      That were the little load -
      I brought thee the imperial Heart
      I had not strength to hold -
      The Heart I carried in my own -
      Till mine too heavy grew -
      Yet - strangest - heavier since it went -
      Is it too large for you?
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        Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
        Safe in their Alabaster Chambers -
        Untouched by Morning
        And untouched by Noon -
        Sleep the meek members of the Resurrection -
        Rafter of satin,
        And Roof of stone.

        Light laughs the breeze
        In her Castle above them -
        Babbles the Bee in a stolid Ear,
        Pipe the Sweet Birds in ignorant cadence -
        Ah, what sagacity perished here!
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