Inspired by Orlando

Inspired by Orlando’s strange predicament

as he read Medoro’s Arabic verses

which declare his prowess

and love for Angelica, almost quite

literally the woman of Orlando’s dreams;

I humbly propose the following brushstrokes.

I am without language

ليس عندي لسان

Non ho lingua

Choosing is the hardest thing

La scelta non è così facile

Ergo sum

Είμαι ή άνθρωπη

I am and not

La chanson finit, nous allons
We were moved by the music

Desde las estrellas en el firmamento

fino alle onde del mare,

the clouds in between take notice.

Which is worse,

the dream of love

or the love of dreaming?

Molly Flynn