Traducere după ,,Élévation'' de Charles Baudelaire
Peste lacuri adânci și văi neumblate,
Peste munți și păduri, peste nouri și mări,
Mai departe de soare, mai departe de zări,
Trecând de hotare de sfere-nstelate,
Plutești al meu suflet, ușor printre stele,
Și ca-înotătorul prea vesel în undă,
Brăzdezi fericit nesfârșirea profundă
Cu-adâncă, nespusă și rară plăcere.
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
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
the neon light twinkling on the hallway
like a motion detection sensor
especially mounted to catch
your heartbeats in the way
downstairs to the copier
and the fear, the intense fright
that the perfume which perpetrates
the office under the door is not yours
annihilating my will and nazal fosses
just like the e-mail unexpectedly arrived does: please, print the document
out of the bus all afternoons
can be seen dilated by heat
my body warming the backseat
along with the heart like a scared butterfly
of the blonde woman near the window
silence wrapping the city with
an infinite net of delusive sensations
glowing inside the bodies flattened
by the speed of the city seen through the rear window
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