Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Béatrice Machet # 160-161 Never Lie to Me



“If a man was never to lie to me. Never lie me.
I swear I would never leave him.”

Louise Erdrich, in THE STRANGE PEOPLE


“We carried one another” she thought … :
“we sang with the wind
we ran on snow
our bodies had the love poise
which I wrote with precision
our minds had an evergreen turn of
symphonic tones …
then he buried my trust alive under drifting
unsaid words to be heard by a submissive doe…
My breath couldn’t but play sorrow and rage
through the flute of my heart.”

“Nous nous portions l’un l’autre” pensait-elle … :
« nous chantions avec le vent
nous courions sur la neige
nos corps avaient le maintien de l’amour
que j’écrivais avec précision
nos esprits avaient la tendance vert éternel des
tons symphoniques …
puis il enterra ma confiance vivante sous des mots tus à la dérive
 qu’une biche docile devait entendre …
Mon souffle ne savait jouer sinon chagrin et rage
qui traversaient la flûte de mon cœur.”

4 comments:

  1. thanks to all, this poem has worked as a catalyst for me for months and I just "dare" posting it!

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