The following poem by the Russian poet Nikolai Gumilev is my final contribution this year for poetry month. This poet and poem were a chance discovery as I was truly surfing the web for the first time. I’m dedicating it to a friend I once knew in hopes that as he moves on in life he’ll come to understand what our relationship really was and what it could have been.To find out more about this poet and his work click this link:  

-The Castle Lady

Muses, enough, cease your sobbing,
Pour out your grief into singing,
Sing about Dante soul-stirring,
Or play the flute, play with feeling.

Move on, annoying faun deities,
Music is dead in your screaming!
Haven’t you learned only lately
Beatrice exited Eden.

All white and strange Rose is lurking
In quiet chill of the evening
Whats this? Additional warning?
Or is this plea for forgiving?

There lived a flustered artist
Used to the worldly deceptions
Sinner, seducer… impious,
Beatrice was the exception.

Poets reclusive affection
Turned into luminous currents,
Turned into torrents of passion,
Tugging away at his heartstrings.

Muses, in this splendid sonnet
Render the riddle to setting,
Sing about Dante, be certain,
Gabriel Dante Rossetti.

Nikolai Gumilev

with kisses and hugs


The Castle Lady


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