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UNITED COLORS OF WORDS: Letters of the alphabet that clot in words, giving to every corner of the planet blue, all shades of poetry

1.1GOODBYE, GOODBYE, MY BEAUTIFUL HOLLAND – by Bertus Aafjes

Farewell, land of small gardens

And of salciuoli creak;

country where cows are reflected

flipped in the gray ditches.

Explained, tricolor bell tower;

peasant, put your hand on her hip;

blowing, zephyr, as never before;

Holland, in May you shine as Gorter;

beggars, a song from your Canzoniere;

mother, one last gesture of greeting,

and for all these beauties,

goodbye, goodbye beautiful Netherlands.

2.1DO NOT SEE YOU – by Leonardo da Vinci

Do you not see that in between the human beauty

The beautiful face stops them wayfarers,

and not their rich ornaments?

And this I say to you that with gold or other rich decorations

Adorn your figures.

Do not you see shining beauty of youth

Decrease of their excellence

For too excessive and cults ornaments?

Have you not seen the highland enveloped

uneducated and poor in cloths

acquire greater beauty

that those who are ornate?

3.1BEAUTY – by Richard Crashaw

Beauty, which should not have all its

the pretty dresses or the glittering tassels.

A face how much better

it is vested with his own beauty

it alone can claim the rest.

A painted face not with other cosmetics

than those posed by the white hand of Nature.

3.1THE DRESS – by Li Liweng

If you take a dress and you do try to several women,

one after the other,

you’ll see that you’re good to some and bad for others,

because it is necessary that the complexion is combined with the dress.

If the face of a wealthy woman

not suited to rich patterns,

but in simple colors,

and she insists on wanting to have rich models,

the dress will not become an enemy of his face?

baciamano.1THE DRESS WOMEN’S BELOVED – by Boris Pasternak

Be seen on the door

with something simple on him.

something done with the thread

which sewing snowflakes.

 

3.1THE TIME OF ADOLESCENCE – by Henry Vaughan

When I had not yet removed

not even a mile or two

from my first love,

and looking back

(from that short space)

I could see a glimmer

its face of light.

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