One Poem A Week

For as long as I’ve known myself, I’ve had a weak memory. Recently I read that
learning things by heart may boost your memory capacity. Why not poems?
I’ve always been attracted by bold play with words, by unusual images and
simply by the beauty of this form of literary expression.
Now I’m daring myself to learn them in different languages. After a couple of
poems in English, this week I’ll go for one by French poet Paul Éluard:

“L’amoureuse”
Elle est debout sur mes paupières
Et ses cheveux sont dans les miens,
Elle a la forme de mes mains,
Elle a la couleur de mes yeux,
Elle s’engloutit dans mon ombre
Comme une pierre sur le ciel.

Elle a toujours les yeux ouverts
Et ne me laisse pas dormir.
Ses rêves en pleine lumière
Font s’évaporer les soleils,
Me font rire, pleurer et rire,
Parler sans avoir rien à dire

(Here you can find the English translation, “The Beloved”)

Do you have a favourite poem – not too long – that is suitable for learning
by heart..?

The adonis flowers, as rare and beautiful as a good poem

The adonis flowers, as rare and beautiful as a good poem

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