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hi all,
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 —
Venetian Bauta.


Cheers
Grizzlierbear

Sorry, no idea! It sounds dialectical to me. "Venetian Bauta" is a type of cloak, I take it. Since the poem has four-line stanzas, V B is a line. It's strange the writer used that regular form while paying no attention at all to common syntax. Did he/she have a method here, kind of like throwing paint on a canvas a la Jackson Pollack? It's a fun poem to read, has surprising juxtapositions.

I'm going to move this thread over to the A Passion for Poetry forum where some of our poetry fans might be able to help.