• Le poème « Villanelle » et son enregistrement public

                                                                                                                 Villanelle
                                                                                                 (for my daughter's first birthday)

                                                                                                 He places me upon his knee,
                                                                                                 A princess on my pearly throne.
                                                                                                 I am my father's face of glee;

                                                                                                 I am his heart sung joyfully.
                                                                                                 With ribbons red and golden bows,
                                                                                                 He places me upon his knee

                                                                                                 And holds me as he merrily
                                                                                                 Makes wish and on my candle blows.
                                                                                                 I am my father's face of glee;

                                                                                                 I am his love shone graciously.
                                                                                                 As ever did a daughter know,
                                                                                                 He places me upon his knee,

                                                                                                 And blesses me, his living tree,
                                                                                                 As I to him am gift bestowed.
                                                                                                 I am my father's face of glee

                                                                                                 Shone out for all eternity;
                                                                                                 For even when my sorrows grow,
                                                                                                 He places me upon his knee

                                                                                                 Where joy dispels but endlessly
                                                                                                 As light upon the shadowed soul.
                                                                                                 He places me upon his knee;
                                                                                                 I am my father's face of glee.
                                                                                                                                               —Darcy Blahut 

    La villanelle est, en littérature, une sorte de petite poésie pastorale.
    Résumé : L'amour d'un père pour sa fille, du point de vue de la petite fille.

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