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Images

 I

Like a gondola of green scented fruits 
Drifting along the dark canals of Venice, 
You, O exquisite one, 
Have entered into my desolate city.
II The blue smoke leaps Like swirling clouds of birds vanishing.
So my love leaps forth toward you, Vanishes and is renewed.
III A rose-yellow moon in a pale sky When the sunset is faint vermilion In the mist among the tree-boughs Art thou to me, my beloved.
IV A young beech tree on the edge of the forest Stands still in the evening, Yet shudders through all its leaves in the light air And seems to fear the stars - So are you still and so tremble.
V The red deer are high on the mountain, They are beyond the last pine trees.
And my desires have run with them.
VI The flower which the wind has shaken Is soon filled again with rain; So does my heart fill slowly with tears, Until you return.

Poem by Richard Aldington
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