I was in the big bookstore in town last weekend and was shifting thru the magazine department.
I do this as a two fold thing, one it is a luxury and two it is research. I look up names of galleries, look at new art that is being made, see what people are making, what trends are "hot and hip". Most of this information come from magazines that I can never really justify buying because really a $25 magazine is a little rich for my mac and cheese budget.
I was flipping thru some super obscure art magazine when a piece of paper fell out. It was a handwritten poem and drawing wedged into a magazine....
I read it and instantly thought of Esther Pearl The Unloveable the author based the whole series from a diary she found in a public bathroom while traveling! I know I would have been horrified if I had lost my journal, but this was different. This was a love poem...pushed into a magazine and left for someone to find. It was dark and romantic and after hubby read it and declared it "kind of messed up" I put it in my purse to post here.
So ladies and gentleman here is the poem and my translation of the scratched words:
None must sleep, none must sleep
and you, too, princess
in your cold room, gaze at
the stars which tremble with love
but my mystery
is locked within me,
no-one shall know my name
no, no, I shall say it as my mounth
meets yours when the dawn is breaking
and my kiss will break the silence
which makes you mine
(no-one shall know his name,
and we, alas, shall die)
Vanish, oh night!
At dawn I shall win.
Well it turns out, I am so romantic I turned this into an amazing story in my mind...
these are the words from an opera
I really like the idea of a boy twisted and tormented by love writing a poem....