unidentified poem any idea who or where it originated from?
I be a newbie here so thanks for your time and I apologise ahead of time if I cross any unknown lines!
This poem is supposed to be a love poem but I can not truly make sense out of it? Was it written in a different language then translated? I wad thinking Italian? The very last sentence "Venetian Bauta" is that a name of author or just the indication of the type of masquerade mask possibly related to the poem???
Looking for title author place of origin and meaning
kudos and a free hotel room here at my hotel for any help lol
Me pity, that now winter of
And mosquitoes are not heard in the house,
But you reminded me.
About the frivolous straw.
Dragonflies hovering in the blue,
And swallow spinning fashion;
Basket on the head
Or pompous ode?
To advise I do not undertake,
And useless excuses,
But whipped cream is eternal taste
And the smell of orange peel.
You're making a big deal out of it.,
From this better position not worse,
What to do: the most gentle mind
The entire is placed outside.
And you're trying yolk.
Whipping angry spoon,
He's white, he's exhausted.
And all -??? still get back a little…
And, right, not your fault, —
What and inside out?
You as on purpose created
For a Comedy show.
In you all teases, all sings,
Like Italian roulade.
And a little cherry mouth.
Dry asks for grapes.
So don't try to be smart.,
In you all a fad, all minute,
The shadow of your beanie —