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MiSkriBa 25 - 16/04 - Re Entro Ilow

Hedhyw, assayewgh skrifa bardhonek a worr kan arbennek war dyller. Deskrifewgh kesoberans an tyller ha’n ilow yn unn gampolla plans ha, mars yw possybyl, komprehendyewgh devyn.

Ny wrug vy dewis kan arbennek, mes skrifa a hwarvos y’m bewnans hag ilow ena. Ny wrav vy manylya moy es y skrifis vy, mes otta va.


Today, try writing a poem that imposes a particular song on a place. Describe the interaction between the place and the music using references to a plant and, if possible, incorporate a quotation.


I didn’t pick a particular song, instead I wrote about an event in my life where music was present. I won’t detail more than I have written, but here it is.


Re Entro Ilow


Re entro ilow,

Betyans synthesyes

A dhrehav ha droppya.

Delen gwav

A baynt hy thirwedh

Arwydhva argel vil.


Re entro lev,

Poslev treusatlantek

A ughelha ha krefhe.

Hweskeren gwenton

A si ton bleujyow 

Kevgan skav, koll skians.


Re entro bewnans,

Kesunyans bushhes

A wev ha donsya.

Kenhenwyn hav

A rann pub tecken

Dasfurv bys, diantel, bleudh.


Re entro vy,

Eskar yn pows blastek

A worthwedh ha splanna.

Kwiryn kynyav

A worwedh yn lynn cocktail

Person diswres, person dispisyes. 


Enter Music


Enter music,

Synthasized beat

That lifts and drops.

Winter’s leaf

That paints its landscape

The stave of vile seclusion. 


Enter voice,

A transatlantic accent

That highlights and underpins.

Spring’s insect

That hums the flowers’ tune

The gentle chorus, the loss of knowledge.


Enter life,

The crowded combination

That waves and dances.

Summer’s aliases

That share in each moment

The cover of a world, dangerous, tender.


Enter me,

The enemy in a plastic frock

That contrasts and stands out.

Spring’s queer

That lies in a cocktail lake

A person undone, a person despised.


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