In a shoebox
under the Japanese apple tree
in the middle of wet fallen leaves on the paving
big cat was there.      
 
Her body was throbbing
pink skin
hairless.      
 
I bowed
to touch with the finger
her naked and warm bodye
then leaned against his head
We watch
he and I
and her eyes were crying
and my heart opened.            
 
I delicately brushed her whiskers
he slightly turned his head
winked at me
a sign
to tell me that where he was
it went.      
 
Take a new turn
is childhood innocence
to come back to yourself
and prepare for a new birth
in the perfect circle
as the moon waxes and wanes
in renewed pulsations
in perfection
nimble and clawed legs
to jump on the ground
and dig it.      
 
 
869

Pas de bruit   
plus d'images   
ainsi font font font les petites marionnettes   
de la cave au grenier   
quand le jour devient souvenir.      
 
La pellicule d'acétate se détériore   
au passage du temps   
qu'une main a oublié   
dans le placard du passé   
entre vaisselle ébréchée et vieux papiers.      
 
Les pas ne feront plus craquer le plancher   
la montre sera retirée du poignet   
finement attachée au cou   
la croix déposée   
sans que la peau frémisse.      
 
Le chien sera silencieux   
dans le coin de cuisine   
replié sur lui-même   
à lever le museau   
quant passe la fermière.      
 
Page après page   
ils lisent mes poèmes   
à haute voix   
au lamellé-collé d'une moue de circonstance   
qu'un voile de tulle évente.      
 
Nous déplierons la carte routière   
sur la table d'orientation   
pour rentrer à la maison   
one last time   
avant la nuit.      
 
 
868

It's not difficult
to admit the existence
of this crystal chandelier
blooming under the wooden ceiling.      
 
It's not difficult
to read and write
a morning imprinted with the sacred
the gesture released from the moral sense.      
 
It's not difficult
for three trees in the juice of May
to fight in living space
the wild ruffling of the mind.      
 
It's not difficult
to augur the return of the pastoral
when in front of the mirrors of the future
turn the unsuspected and the unspeakable.      
 
Whose first step
out of the summer heather
for the requirement to be in place
to the unknown shore
reverences of wonder
that debits piece after piece
the emeritus cartographer of the afterlife
at the magical evening
final applause.      
 
 
867

With medicinal herbs
odors and required properties
full loads
spelled bulbs
at the edge of the thatched house
it is threshold where to deposit   
the wandering of a life course
without thinking about it
if not the Compostela pass
dusty feet
taken by pilgrims
in the company of the nights   
clearing
of the first message
connection between body and soul
these inherited strengths
past the front line
enchanting vibes
by breath and spirit
from a posture of circumstance
to the hieratic dunes
of a welcomed emptiness
by small characters
blindfolds
open suitcase
to the pressure of a peace offer
of the moon in brackets
over the caress of the hills.      
 
 
866

Flavored with wild garlic
Tournemire key
snapped the shade of the undergrowth.      
 
Immeasurable in its blade of scratches
the prey frayed
in front of the ready-to-wear of seduction.     
 
For the wind to blow straight
as sweet things withdraw
quick wrinkles on withered face is required.      
 
Fold back worn nails
at the thrill of the word
enriches our view.      
 
Little to say
in a delicate position
in front of the breach of the Invisible.      
 
They complain of procrastinating
finger on the trigger
the wavering promises
when cracks give way to tears
and that when stopped
biting his lips bloody and screaming
they throw the ridiculous right
while on the left rises the new world
of its inner counterpart. 
 
 
865

It's your voice
that were born the shadow and the light
my child of the deep caves.      
 
In a trance
in the hollow of a basin on the ground
I had drawn what is right.      
 
The wind gathered the autumn leaves
against the defensive wall
under the screed of chestnut trees.      
 
Powerful and infinitely distant beings
deciphered the enigma of the eyes of the body
auguring a diversion from normality.      
 
Without error
progress point
on the way to unity.      
 
Balancing on the threshold
letting go of something ultimate
between sadness and love
at the edge of consciousness  
I came out in a whirlwind flash
linked to the deep blue of a feeling
that the spectral void tried to reach
before the morning star
does not precede the Maltese cross.      
 
 
864

At the valves of love
I activated the flute of the vertebrae
parapet askew
at the hangers of the Meeting.      
 
head in the stars   
on this greige night
the laughter of stones
was banqueting on a holiday.      
 
The faerie lashed the cheek
sparkling quartz
at the tip of the rough granite
of a renewed sourdough.      
 
Replica of words
perforated swigs of honey
the incise grace of your soul
was a bearer of prophecies.        
 
Rattling of the umbrellas
opening up gulp yum slurp
near the window door
the buddha awakened
in the line of light
a guipure headband
such second nature 
all around his head
in urgency of eternal departure.      
 
 
863

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.      
 
 
862

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.      
 
 
861

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.      
 
 
860