A silver pool

Chapter 18: BLUE FLAMES AND FLOWERS

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The volume gathers short, lyrical poems that move between intimate confession and vivid, travel-tinted scenes, often using sea, desert, and carnival imagery to evoke longing and desire. Many pieces treat love, loss, and memory with devotional or elegiac tones, transforming personal feeling into music and visual metaphor. Occasional persona poems and translated voice-poems recall distant cultures and theatrical figures, while recurring motifs—stars, fires, pools, and painted streets—anchor the collection’s contemplative mood.

BLUE FLAMES AND FLOWERS

Blue flames, shining in my heart—

Twice lovely stars,

Dear lips, folded close with mine,

Sweet as scented jars,

If a myriad scarlet flowers,

In a jasper bowl,

Distilled to leaping fires,

Could weld us soul to soul,

I would go across the heavens,

After night had gone,

And gather for you dreams,

In the gardens of the dawn.