My Yellowed Loves

Yellowed loves


The punctured gutters of God


The veins of silent gold

In the lazy mouths of mocking youth

Fountains overflowing with first sun

A flock of oaths dreaming of a secret park

Open, you sweet promise

Death is the tunic of spring

Death is in the heart

Death burns our mouths

With mordant bites of silver moths

Death is the yellow moon

Death is jejune

A wreck of faded colors is my heart

Your face

Your hands

Your body

Yellow, upon the shore

The waves remake the spectrums

Of my tortured song

O color of never achieved love!

O color of worlds stillborn!

O color of magnificent drowned lords!

O color gone to words


My yellowed loves

In their tainted tombs

Dan Corjescu teaches at the University of Tübingen’s “Studium Professionale” Program


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