Daisy and Cardoon©Diana Tregaskes
The Angel of MacDougal Street
In a café on MacDougal Street
There shines a sacred jewel
That radiates a brilliance
And provides poetic fuel.
Into every glass she pours
My fermented broken heart
I’ll trade my glass for lover’s pen
My transformation to impart.
Like a mystic fairy queen
A goddess of the hunt
Diana’s stinging arrow
My passions will not blunt.
How came you to these lonely streets?
Where your beauty gleams
Join this proud Batavian son
And conjure up new dreams.
Ik hou van jou, o aardige meid
Я тебя люблю
On balmy Spanish summer nights
Te adoro too.
Sweet Moscovian child of Spring
Hear my serenade
Let’s join our ancient lineages
Fair raven spirit-maid.
We’ll build stronger bridges
Share ancestral lands
Expand cultural horizons
With welcome open hands.
MacDougal Street bright angel
Have a lovely day
Smile at your poet friend
If you can find a way.
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Theo van Joolen©2010
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Visit the Gallery of Diana Tregaskas
www.dianatregaskes.com
There shines a sacred jewel
That radiates a brilliance
And provides poetic fuel.
Into every glass she pours
My fermented broken heart
I’ll trade my glass for lover’s pen
My transformation to impart.
Like a mystic fairy queen
A goddess of the hunt
Diana’s stinging arrow
My passions will not blunt.
How came you to these lonely streets?
Where your beauty gleams
Join this proud Batavian son
And conjure up new dreams.
Ik hou van jou, o aardige meid
Я тебя люблю
On balmy Spanish summer nights
Te adoro too.
Sweet Moscovian child of Spring
Hear my serenade
Let’s join our ancient lineages
Fair raven spirit-maid.
We’ll build stronger bridges
Share ancestral lands
Expand cultural horizons
With welcome open hands.
MacDougal Street bright angel
Have a lovely day
Smile at your poet friend
If you can find a way.
Theo van Joolen©2010
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Visit the Gallery of Diana Tregaskas
www.dianatregaskes.com
View of MacDougal Street, NYC.