I also wrote my first non-poem in English


I can’t write poetry in English,
so I’ll just write words.
 
I do not know whether my words are right and rightly put,
but the reason(!) why this is not poetry is that
the aesthetic is not primary
but what is important is the content,
the affirmation,
the implicit secret we (always?) already share.
 
Poor in words,
everything becomes simpler,
thought shuts down,
opens up new possibilities.
 
For feeling, perhaps?
 
Feeling the friendship,
l’aimance,
not asking, what is love?
but listening, responding, being,
and finding what was destined in the way.
 
And what is destined is that
we cannot choose, where to go.
Not going back to where we came from,
because time has already passed,
and we are lost, again.
 
But, please, I ask you,
tolerate the messiness.
Only untruth and naïvité are clear and clean,
what there is, is already decided,
not by you but for you.
 
Be the honest yourself,
be the loving being that you are,
forgive me for not coming with you,
I hope I have given you the gift.
 
Because you certainly gave me one.
 
Yours in friendship,
Simone de Ladybug

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