Saturday, August 13, 2016

Béatrice Machet # 200-201 WINTER



Winter
the very word
and its other way to deliver its meaning
when under your skin your bark no blood no sap
is in motion
winter
and the pillows still full
of unevaporated dreams
saying a prayer to the endless night
with unspoken syllables
snowing out from your mouth
while the dark freezes any attempt
of heating up a new beginning

Hiver
ce mot précisément
et sa façon autre de signifier son sens
quand sous ta peau ton écorce aucun sang aucune sève
ne coule
hiver
et les oreillers sont encore pleins
de rêves inévaporés
disant une prière à la nuit infinie
faite de syllabes imprononcées
qui neigent hors de ta bouche
alors que l’obscurité gèle toute tentative
de réchauffer un nouveau commencement

4 comments:

  1. perfectly captures the feeling of the longest night

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    1. I just remembered the feelings that overwhelmed me while sojourning in Finland .... !!

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    1. Thanks Efi, you're always so supportive! So gooooooooooood to get your comments!!

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