Phenomenal matters of love
With our heart
But not with our eyes
At first, we find ourselves happy
Where we unearth in the yard
At the bottom of the gravel
Gold or diamond
By sheer luck
Or by accident
The great misfortune
Not far from the hourglass.
Love walks with the season and time
As the clock tells the tone and time
The barometer measures the pressure
Of love with patience and passion.
Unprecedented matters of love
We ask for forgiveness and help
Since our heart
Is blind, swinish, emotional and sensitive
In the face of irreversible decisions.
P.S. Translation Of ‘Les Matières D’Amour’ par Hébert Logerie.
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Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.