love is in season
now has love come in my heart
love unending
listen how lovely the birds sing
ushering the clear light of may
careless forsythias bloom
sudden yellowness everywhere
i proclaim our love as boldly
in the goldenness of this day
my love has the gentlest eyes
a fragrance of leaves and grass
i’m reborn in beautyness
in the blessedness of his arms
let the day rise in again
in colors that yell out loud
happy days are here again
now has love come in my heart
michèle voltaire marcelin
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Michèle Voltaire Marcelin is a poet/writer, performer and painter who was born and raised in Haiti, sojourned in Chile, and currently lives in the United States. The publication of her first novel “La Désenchantée” (CIDIHCA, Montréal-2006) was followed by its Spanish translation “La Desencantada” and two other books of poetry and prose: “Lost and Found” and “Amours et Bagatelles” (CIDIHCA, Montréal-2009) - translated into Spanish by Editorial ALBA as "Amores y cosas sin importancia" - all of which garnered rave reviews. Her writings are also featured in 3 anthologies published in France: "Cahier Haiti" (published by RAL'M-2009), "Terre de Femmes" (Editions Bruno Doucey-2011) "Revue Intranqu'îllités" (2012). She speaks and writes fluently French, English, Spanish and Haitian Creole. She has a BFA from the Leonard Davis Center for the Performing Arts at CUNY and a Masters from The New School for Social Research.
It’s a nice poem. It seems that love is full of vibrant colors, and is consistently emitting sweet smells between two hearts that are in vibration depending of their degrees of freedom.