Marrakech Below The Waterline Schweppes Symphony Poem by Nicolas GRENIER

Marrakech Below The Waterline Schweppes Symphony



Blue-blooded sun at the horizon
Circle of wind

In a crystal flute
Your mellow tone

Lustrous
Origin
Anno
Nazareth

In the stereo-mezzanine floor
Your eyes as shooting stars

Into the desert
Your Scythian tunic
Your peachy lips

In the cool of the pool
You are moonbathing

On a headed notepaper
The curve of your shoulder

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Marrakech, stars, desert, pool, eyes, wind.

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(Thanks to Ólöf Pétursdóttir)
(Music by Anna Stereopoulou) .
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