A silver pool

Chapter 4: CARNIVAL

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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.

CARNIVAL

I gave a rose to a dancing girl,

She did not know

It was tribute I paid to a joy,

Dead long ago.

I sang my song in the market-place,

They did not hear

I was challenging love with a laugh,

And grief and fear.

Life danced on my heart with careless feet,

And never knew

The beauty it gave in gift to me,

Was tied with rue.

I walked the ways of a heedless world,

And found it mad,

So, now I drift in the wake of dreams,

And I am glad.