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A silver pool

Chapter 38: THE MESSENGER
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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.

THE MESSENGER

When you walk a lonely road,
Hand in hand with pain,
Do you see the broken leaves,
Trodden by the rain?
My heart was like a folded leaf,
On an April tree;
Listen to the rain at night,
And know your hurt to me.