Love Letters: Gustave Flaubert to Louise Colet

To join this community on Patreon, click here:⁠⁠https://www.patreon.com/cw/welcome2thepoetrypodcast⁠⁠The sky is clear, the moon is shining. I hear sailors singing as they raise anchor, preparing to leave with the oncoming tide. No clouds, no wind. The river is white under the moon, black in the shadows. Moths are playing around my candles, and the scent of the night comes to me through my open windows. And you, are you asleep? Or at your window? Are you thinking of the one who think of you? Are you dreaming? What is the color of your dream? Yes, I will come back, and soon, for I think of you always; I keep dreaming of your face, of your shoulders, your white neck, your smile, of your voice that is like a love-cry, at once impassioned, violent, and sweet. I told you, I think, that it was above all your voice that I loved.Brought to you by: Imposter ProductionsPerformance by: Jessica MunnaResearch/Assistant Producer: Sharon Sybill GattIntro & Episode music by ELPHNT: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://elphnt.io/youtube-audio⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ (search for ELPHNT & download for free from the Youtube Audio Library) ⁠⁠⁠⁠https://elphnt.io/⁠⁠