Lend Me An Ear

This poem is a La Courante type of poem. It is one of Franceโ€™s first classic free verse poems. Two stanzas form this poem. The first stanza is a model for the second stanza (in a way, a kind of refrain is visible in the last three lines of the second stanza).

๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐—บ:

~๐—˜๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ฎ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€.
~๐—˜๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜†๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜: ๐Ÿฒ-๐Ÿฒ-๐Ÿฒ-๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ-๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ-๐Ÿฒ-๐Ÿด-๐Ÿฐ-๐Ÿฑ-๐Ÿฐ-๐Ÿฒ-๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ.
~๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐˜†๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐˜€: ๐—ฎ-๐—ฏ-๐—ฏ-๐—ฎ-๐—ฎ-๐—ฐ-๐—ฑ-๐—ฑ-๐—ฐ-๐—ฒ-๐—ฑ-๐—ฒ.
~๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ฎ ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐˜†๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ฎ, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€ (lines with refrains) ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ฎ.
~๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ฎ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐˜†๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ต๐˜†๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜‡๐—ฎ.

My poem, which is a plea of a deaf person goes like this—–

My dear, can you hear me?

My disconsolate voice

Or is it just a noise?

I try tirelessly to reach out to thee,

And keep trying to hear my own amorous plea.

I aim not to give up

But struggle for a bigger sky

And wings to fly,

Dream to fill my cup

with endless love

At least I will once try—-

hear the symphony of heaven above.

 

I know way to success

Is not a mellow ride.

I am behind the tide,

I work hard to keep close, nevertheless.

Send a prayer to the Almighty, who shall bless

Me with tireless patience

To travel beyond- far and high

Without a sigh

In deep reverence,

O, my great love!

At least I will once try—-

play my symphony to heaven above.

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