| = be my fake soul|
|the easter of my dreams|
in a parody of hell's garden
I pretend to steal
what I really own
I liked your poem a lot; I'll dream of lilies and black eyes...
| = an (english) opinion:)|
Diana Pascu Chifane
|It's better to say 'some notes at the end'.|
| = back in black|
|Now that you mentioned that, Diana, I have a suggestion, too: "Some ending notes" :)|
It's a pleasure to come back to this poem, for all the yet unknown flowers of one's soul.
| = Very nice|
|I like the title better as it is. Jesus is told to be gay by whom? Your flowers, the ones that live in a "parody of hell's garden" remind me of Baudelaire's "fleurs du mal". Very good rythm, the first reading left me breathless.|
| = thank you|
|Thanks for your comments. The title will stay as it is, each of you can understand it in a different way.|