Le collines tout autour de la cime attendent la tombée de l’ombre
sous les cils ensommeillés du soleil,
le bloc de basalte qui gronde en roulant
et la lave qui fera tomber en gouttes sur leurs corps
l’orgasme des anges.
Je prends cette photo sur le même film où j’ai immortalisé
à la fin de l’été, en Galilée, le général Colchique
agitant la baguette de l’automne,
la broussaille ondoyante
Cavaler vestit
Și vesel gătit
Pe drum a apucat-o,
Prin umbră și prin soare,
Cântând cântări ușoare,
Să caute-Eldorado.
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Însă-mbătrâni
Cavalerul și
În piept i s-a prelins
O umbră, fiindcă el
Nu a găsit defel
Acel tărâm de vis.
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Iar apoi pierzând
Puteri și avânt,
Pe-o umbră-a întrebat-o:
traducere personală a poemului meu "sfârşitul perioadei albastre"
if others slithered between two air columns
the child who had never learned the race was running
as if swimming face to face with an ocean’s wall
his head like an iron ball
dragging the motionless body
only as far as the tethered roots could stretch
when his father carried him on his shoulders
the child felt through his nostrils
how the man’s steps slice the air
how the wind passes close to the ears as if
walking is another kind of flight allowed only to others
a perfectly directed music
it rained in June
and that odd feeling of liberty
from the tip of the cherry tree
was watching me again
from somewhere else
archimboldo widely opened the windows
the kiss moisten by cherries
on the memory easel
until
our shadows liquefied tenderly
in Sunday clothing
on the streets of Saint Germain
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