Duet
Valeria Simonova (Russia) & Paul Cooper (USA)
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a pink moon...!
suddenly embarrassed
at such a marvel
now when we are so close
dear, please do not touch me...
(Valeria Simonova)
Silently,
carressed by the moon's pink light
in solitude-
the spring breeze rustles your hair;
who could say we have not touched?
(Paul Cooper)
**
Along the curbside,
pink petals drift in the wind
late afternoon-
the sun's rays soften the chill
heading home down Thirty-fifth.
(Paul Cooper)
familiar to me
every stone of the pavement;
never getting tired
as I squint against the sun
heading home down Arbat-street
(Valeria Simonova)
In distant cities,
we both pace along the pavement
heading home-
as the sun sheds its last rays
maybe not so different...
(Paul Cooper)
***
Such burning heat,
as this summer night flames on...
no respite -
even the moon seems to rage
between your breath's rise and fall.
(Paul Cooper)
At the edge of dawn
the horizon appears
distinctly;
between my breath's rise and fall
you could discern a feeble "yes".
(Valeria Simonova)
Paul Cooper
(USA)
Paul Cooper „choshi“ lives by New York’s Hudson River. He is a long-time Zen practitioner and has studied in both the Soto and Rinzai traditions. He is an award winning author and poet. He is the resident musician at Haigaonline where his original bamboo flute compositions can be heard. He works as a psychotherapist and maintains a private practice in Manhattan where he also teaches, supervises and trains psychoanalytic candidates. He is a co-editor of Psychotherapy & Religion: Many Paths, One Journey (Jason Aronson 2005)
Valeria Simonova
(Russia)
a pink moon...!
suddenly embarrassed
at such a marvel
now when we are so close
dear, please do not touch me...
(Valeria Simonova)
Silently,
carressed by the moon's pink light
in solitude-
the spring breeze rustles your hair;
who could say we have not touched?
(Paul Cooper)
**
Along the curbside,
pink petals drift in the wind
late afternoon-
the sun's rays soften the chill
heading home down Thirty-fifth.
(Paul Cooper)
familiar to me
every stone of the pavement;
never getting tired
as I squint against the sun
heading home down Arbat-street
(Valeria Simonova)
In distant cities,
we both pace along the pavement
heading home-
as the sun sheds its last rays
maybe not so different...
(Paul Cooper)
***
Such burning heat,
as this summer night flames on...
no respite -
even the moon seems to rage
between your breath's rise and fall.
(Paul Cooper)
At the edge of dawn
the horizon appears
distinctly;
between my breath's rise and fall
you could discern a feeble "yes".
(Valeria Simonova)
Paul Cooper(USA)
Paul Cooper „choshi“ lives by New York’s Hudson River. He is a long-time Zen practitioner and has studied in both the Soto and Rinzai traditions. He is an award winning author and poet. He is the resident musician at Haigaonline where his original bamboo flute compositions can be heard. He works as a psychotherapist and maintains a private practice in Manhattan where he also teaches, supervises and trains psychoanalytic candidates. He is a co-editor of Psychotherapy & Religion: Many Paths, One Journey (Jason Aronson 2005)
Valeria Simonova(Russia)
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