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Sport 42: 2014

Teach me tonight

Teach me tonight

I still have a lot to learn,
and get confused between romance and Romanticism.
I don’t believe in virtuosos obsessed with their own interiors,
or inner ear infections.
They only hear strangled violins.
All these reveries are a waste of time.
There’s no need for rural scenes, brooks or flowers.
In this music, longing is audible on your skin.
Don’t waste your time on decorative fancies
the moon has the same face, no matter where you are.
Devotion is something that doesn’t need an abode,
you can find stillness in the library.
I read Goethe in secret.
Don’t tell anyone.