I<\/p>\n
Dawn frames a landscape
\nthrough a window sash.
\nLight dissolves the solid<\/p>\n
volumes of the room, as a potter throwing clay This pervading silence Can I have awaited dawn V<\/p>\n This little booth is round, smudging its panes. Penned\u00a0 <\/span>into my dream <\/i> \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n After Jean-Aubert Loranger\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/b><\/p>\n I<\/i><\/p>\n L’aube encadre un paysage Je suis au petit d\u00e9but Le grand silence m’enclot Il ne se peut pas, que j’aie V<\/i><\/p>\n Le petit kiosque est rond, Et j’\u00e9cris dans dans le kiosque, I Dawn frames a landscape through a window sash. Light dissolves the solid volumes of the room, soaks up shadows. Smooth and steady\u00a0 as a potter throwing clay the pendulum taps out the still nebulous coming shape of day. This pervading silence is a hot-house in which my woe will ripen. Can I have awaited … <\/p>\n
\nsoaks up shadows.
\nSmooth and steady\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
\nthe pendulum taps out
\nthe still nebulous
\ncoming shape of day.<\/p>\n
\nis a hot-house in which
\nmy woe will ripen.<\/p>\n
\nso long to no avail?
\nO let there loom
\nfor me a theshold
\ntoward something other.<\/p>\n
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>lit from within,
\nand surrounding night
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 <\/span>sticks like soot<\/p>\n
\nI write within this booth,
\na giant lantern
\nwith a smouldering wick.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
\nI \u00a0am tucked in by silence.<\/p>\n
\nAu ch\u00e2ssis de la fen\u00eatre.|
\n<\/i>La lumi\u00e8re absorbe l’ombre,
\nElle d\u00e9solidifie
\n<\/span><\/i>Le volume de la chambre.<\/i><\/p>\n
\n<\/span><\/i>Impr\u00e9cis d’une journ\u00e9e
\n<\/i>Que la pendule tapote,
\n<\/i>Doucement, comme une glaise
\n<\/i>Pour lui faire un avenir.<\/i><\/p>\n
\nComme une serre chaude
\n<\/i>O\u00f9 ma peine doit m\u00fbrir.
\n<\/i><\/p>\n
\n<\/i>Attendu l’aurore en vain.
\n<\/i>l faut qu’il ait, pour moi,
\n<\/i>Le commencement, aussi,
\n<\/i>De quelque chose.<\/i>\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n
\n<\/i>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0il est allum\u00e9
\n<\/i>par le milieu, et la nuit
\n<\/i>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 d’autour colle aux vitres
\n<\/i>comme une noirceur de suie.<\/i><\/p>\n
\n<\/i>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0lanterne g\u00e9ant
\n<\/i>qui aurait beaucoup fum\u00e9.
\n<\/i>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Parqu\u00e9 en mon r\u00eave,
\n<\/i><\/i>je suis bord\u00e9 de silence.<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"