Fresh pigmented strawberries
between her purple lips
she went gallantly escorted
orange blossoms and birdsong
charm the company
with her graceful glances and gestures .
Of a sonorous chord full of broken glass
and the mooing of the caribou
he organized the concert hall
go as I push you .
As shapely as a male bustard
the cantor advanced to the edge of the pit
to say loud and clear his appetite for the holy brood .
Was heard then
in the tunnel leading to the arena
the clink of the beast's hooves
as if we had to quickly
stop all quarreling
and meet us around this kill .
The fresh strawberries became spoiled jam,
the eructation of the cantor burst the wall of rice paper,
the grave chord of the caribou caught a cold
until finished under glass bell jar
wrapped
and ready for the parade .
... had put my head under water !
and as it was not enough
I broke the bathtub
with big kicks of shoed boots
to hear me say
that the beyond is like here
it stings and it stinks .
................. When the presence is not at the rendezvous
when Victory is at hand .
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art. Object of study or pleasure ?
He is valuable to learn to look and listen because there is no question of to passively submit to what seems wonderful. But what do you call listening ? what do you call watching ?
When being surrenders to its own availability, that he is in a posture of relaxed contemplation, that it is emptied of the residues of the past, then he enters the game of shapes, colours, volumes and sounds. It becomes imbued with the present.
And under the cobblestones, the beach ; under our feet condescension to normalcy, creation. The one that unifies unity underlying feelings. The being is there, in this loneliness, in this non-duality. It is the effective experience of this loneliness interior and it traces its furrow.
For those who are creative, there is shaking about everything, there is reference to oneself.
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Être engagé sur la voie
This entire frozen universe .
This food of another order then delivered .
This responsibility to go with an open heart
quitte à se laisser bousculer par les énergies du lieu .
Seek with ardor .
approach the spirit .
The external death of the sage is the internal birth
of those who seek .
La neige et le froid contractent nos volontés
around the essential .
We won't perceive the deer with the crystal heart without also being the hunter
and if our numb fingers pull the trigger too fast
let's not grumble about this clumsiness
it could be that between death and life there is something else
telle floraison
toute de respect et enjointe à ce qui est .
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frost
Mist frosts the fir trees
accompanied by the requiem of passing days
fearsome antiphon .
Boogeyman Joy
freezing fingertips
that had to be warmed up against the salamander
of that sharp pain that assaulted you just before class resumed .
Antenna spike to life
the waves in savagery above the white waves
frosted cream under a winter sun
by a cold without appeal .
A padlock cold closed and hung on the bridge of memories
the day after crossing the Pont des Arts
lift the heart of dead loves
transfiguration of emotions
marching towards the Tuileries of the just order
the packet of leaflets in the bag
for hand to hand
walk the talk
and dress the bare marbles of the park with paper
on the abscissa of this trajectory
from moire to victory
curved hope of tomorrows that sing .
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the mystery watches
Redacted from among the moss
inoculated by its memory dendrites
out of denial
the mystery watches
darts and reflects the occupation of the place
guttural and festive swigs
of these encounters
at nightfall on the doorstep
of these romances
too soon said then forgotten
early morning
idle
in the passage of the garbage cans
sage set up after party
forms and impulses in the sheath
wait for better days
that arise again
outstretched hands
the discreet smiles
surprise invitations
and hear oneself say
how beautiful life is
when the linen is hung
to mistake
innocent wink
swapped between two sheets
cascades of laughter
in the middle of the sunny sails
angel wings brushing the morning freshness
just a thrill to hold back
just the oblation to collect
the heat in the cheeks
without brake
burst the bud with a silky smooth kiss
for God's sake
small apple
gray api
small apple
d'api d'api rouge .
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come take a look around here
Quickly done well done
the visit to my silent old friend
afflicted with a thaw
its stained glass windows
calm color butterflies
eyelids folded under their sly eyebrows of made-up whiteness .
The ship is docked
no movement disturbs its tranquility
the war memorial stands guard
the fountain coos, a rare and joyful pearl
to play hide and seek
embedded in the droppings of the snow bow .
The red car parks
windshield wipers stop moving
the doors open and slam
men in rubber boots and caps come out
hands in the pockets of their baggy trousers
they disappear .
Then reappear
and enter the cafe
an extended deca-cream and a natural
not a bock
sounds of furious animals exalt the percolating fulminant .
" Is the commercial vibe back in Orcival ? "
" In Besse there was the Andros trophy and the Saint Cochon "
" Superbness knows no crisis " .
The spoon taps the cup
it's because of a hummingbird
which opened and then closed
sometimes come here for a walk .
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Thaw
Coexisting tar and snow
in semi-spherical dicots
the births came quickly
under the auspicious lunation .
Tar and snow
shimmering dirt
the plain is hooded
without filtering the gaze .
Tar and snow
dependent neither on Eve nor on Adam
the soles left their imprints
on the senescent livery of the mists .
Tar and snow weaned from the sun
stowed the mainsail
to gird with a stole
the fair weather walker
busy shoveling in front of his door
while the screaming burle
tortured trees and poles .
Asphalt and snow swoon
as the thaw
letting go
ice stalactites
coming to explode at the foot of the walls
codicil enjoining me to continue the quest .
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Were they ?
Were they
enslaved exploits
the elegant exegetes
from the parole divine ?
They would have
in the company of the rankless
occupied the promised space
to bigger than them.
Sorry to go to ground
under the rubble of time
we could have accompanied
their attempts to bring in
goodness
in this place of garrison.
Clean shaven
jaws clenched
the Cerberus held their advantage
without a shadow of a doubt
don't make your eyes shiver
laid
immobile and dense
on the horizon of afflictions.
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These notes which denote
These musical notes
enchanted by letting go of things said
in the event of a blast furnace rebellion
on the sly of the alcohol absorbed
a dry song
whispered by a head voice
in the whirl of the calabashes
stirred by the dark hands of unreason.
There was
was
engraved on the coping
a thrown cross
out of the prison of numbness ,
sigh ,
a glance ,
an invitation
simply obvious
that I will obey
finger covered in ashes
in holy application
on the front .
In default of armor ,
through the prison window ,
there was
the one i'm not looking for ,
the one who escapes and retains ,
the other .
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sit down and tell me
sit beside
and tell me the true words,
those of life
simple and close life,
describe what is,
be the faithful mirror,
do not invent anything,
do not omit the banal and the unsightly .
Let the clock run
which counts the missing seconds .
closer still
feel the heat
of our two bodies .
Don't blink at the emotion that comes to you
pick what is offered,
appreciate
and don't expect anything special .
Be there,
lively parenthesis
out of habit
at the end of a long sentence
like a breath that would become eternal .
Be what happens
between us,
between you and me,
be you
erect the princely canopy of the meeting
between what you are and what surrounds you .
catches
the song of angels,
country garland
above our heads
slowly ascending
towards the foliage of the trees
to the cries of crows
reflected in the calm waters of the canal
a cool summer evening
along the towpath .
The child who came
some months later,
the beautiful child,
prolonged us
far beyond us
overall
to what was to come .
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