Inspired to Post Reverdy

Aug 01, 2004 21:56

GALLERIES

Night twists in an immense funnel
Tatters fall off every few minutes
From the lights going out in the distance
All pale
Dawn
Newborn sun
A ball hardly round
On the screen
A horizontal line stretches out
The air starts to throb
You had to wait
The voices come back from far off
Calling you back to life
But the road back is too long
The familiar voices too sad
Sinister eyes watch you
You can't go on
All the doors are shut
Behind them somebody is listening flattened against the wall
And the curtain trembles
drops again
He resembles you
The center shifts
Inclined walls make the sky bigger
The shadow overflows
The head nods
It's a sick man's
And the only one alive
A star comes unnailed
Very near
The hand lifts slowly
The wrinkled brow dissipates its dream
And everything that happened behind it
Only once
in gathering time
You don't look
It's got to start again
But when can we return
To the moment when it all can end
Our whole life is at stake
Constantly
We pass elegantly along the void
and don't fall
But something in us makes everything tremble
And the world ceases
Our eyes are tricked
You don't hear the same sound anymore
The same voice
Behind the universe itself you can see
A dancing silhouette
The series of portraits recalls nothing
Of those you never knew
These people who stare at you
Shiny frames preserve them
In the midst of those immobile faces
The only one alive
Seems the calmest
He leaves never to return
To the room where the walls begin to smile
Nothing anymore but night rising to leave
A footstep echoing on the flagstone
It grows cold
Your eyes lift to the stars

Pierre Reverdy -translated by Kenneth Rexroth

kenneth rexroth

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