To address the madman of circumstance
by this ability to become the king of the void
in great depth of the language of cats
that the mystery makes vibrate.      
 
Open bluntly
the base of the shell
in the pure silence of instinct
in time of grapeshot.            
 
You hid the spirit of your childhood
under the sheets of waiting
and go rogue
in front of the gatehouse of nature.      
 
You are invisible source
invasive slugs
emerged from the heart of the dead tree
where lies the exegesis of thoughts.      
 
Brazen Arrow
laid down in all lucidity
I doubted you
when the paper partition
torn by speech
let it appear
in the rediscovered fraternity
the mirliton of happiness 
to close bareback on the rump 
dizziness of the soul.      
 
 
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Douceur d'un amour   
dans le bloc vibrant   
que les lèvres ajustent.      
 
Exorciser la frayeur   
par un été de vacances   
de la montagne à la mer.      
 
Décliner un bonheur   
sans passage à niveau   
devant les rails de l'avenir.      
 
S'apostropher du coude et du chef   
devant les irréductibles de la croissance   
que le masque accompagne.      
 
Marchons et n'y revenons plus   
au dédain nul n'est soumis   
sous les ors de la confiance.      
 
De campement en campement   
nous avons soutenu nos dirigeants   
de retour de campagne   
lors canons silencieux   
l'ange de raison pouvait dans un ciel clair   
vivre de pain et d'eau   
dans l'aube protectrice   
des jardins à venir.      
 
 
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Acrostics of grandmother's poems
according to the intermediate period
we raise the signs to the appearance of irons.      
 
miracles abound
and we walk away
without the thunder roaring.      
 
We were dead
and reborn in silence
by drawing lots.      
 
point of reality
just a favorite scent under the mask
in front of the locked door.      
 
A few good men
and little chilly
got rid of their bonds.      
 
Heralds of a Vision
they claimed the message to be alive
such a lion's roar.      
 
And kick your heels
the happy thurifers
without time limiting intuition
as a timeless complement
of a forced march
on basalt slabs
of the oppidum of light
welcoming the body and the material
of a LIFE-ONE.      
 
 
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gray in the sky
in the surf of the sea
the horizon quivers.      
 
With great strokes of the paddle
the shadow of the fiery
get back on the quay.      
 
Screams shake the ropes
the wood groans under the onslaught of the swell
on the bridge the foams scoop.      
 
Then came the time
lazy calms
where the seagull appeared.      
 
everlasting lantern
with a rickety stern
the order was to see.      
 
To stay away from the coast
begets in full armfuls
the immobility of sargassum.      
 
Originally there was the plot
the web of the senses organizing the taking
equivocal grasp of who speaks without acting
in suction towards the top of the straw
where the circle of iron encircles the summit sheaves
in line with the purpose
finality in her Sunday best standing stiff
steep as a rappel
that the wall marries
from mother to child
open to father's wrath
just fake consolation
before dawn
and that winks
the blue bee of the bumblebee of origins.      
 
 
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     Open book
for the night to come
the storm drinks from the guignolet of crazy waves.      
 
It is necessary to push the page
out of bounds
up to the hilt unexpectedly.      
 
From the hollow of the valleys
the tears rise
near the turning stone.      
 
And live
cousin fibers
of our summer meetings.      
 
If it is allowed to be born
well let's be born in a swarm of bees
without the knowing knowing.      
 
Thrust restrained near the river
their heels
offered peace and light.      
 
under the rainbow
of our postural memories
clicks of the tongue are organized
orgiastic appearance
hands with marked veins
whose glass fingers
in small gulps
plunge into the cupule of fate.      
 
 
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     At the doorstep of an immense heart
the stripped violet
and simple of an abyssal void
appears from his silent hands
with terminal scales
in a suit of circumstance
finery without cutting
abandoned on the windowsill
in the stoneware bowl
waiting for the rain
smile of life
that we once collected
like a child's ball
accidentally thrown into the garden next door
instead of floating clouds
of mist and light draped
hide and seek words
in instant hold
cantor of the traditions of the armorial
to take the step without shadow
near the trees of the mountain
innervated silence
by the honey of the poets
of a harmonized flavor
moments of love
and flight to new harvests.      
 
 
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     Until 2000   
I was growing up and then v'lan
all in the bag of worries
I passed the barrier
to find me coit
under the bridge of mysteries
to contemplate the light
through both ends of the telescope
listening to the lapping of the river
to exchange some haughty remarks
on the passage of time
from season to season
back from vacation
to say to oneself that at the start of the school year
there will be mayhem
and that the autumnal air on the face of summer
does not bode well
if not to disembowel with a literary kick
the bag of achievements from the day before
these sheaves of words and memories
than the song of the foreshore
exhale with regret
in the in-between of thing and language
to read without subscribing
permanent dodge
not to take off from the panegyric of full mouths
trying the space of a hiccup
to engender the rainbow of headlong rushes
except the silver ewer quicker to move
that apt to receive the sputterings of the lovers of the spirit.      
 
 
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