Threads , Chantal Maillard
(Excerpts)
could play to make metaphors,
the end of the
analogy is that we learn the world and its causes.
could have the words in verse,
as formerly, for they could be
remember, remember what's important.
But time has passed, and nothing is important
, only air
only three syllables, on the page.
* You ask me consoling words, words that I confirm
your deep desire and deliver you from troubles
permanent. But I do not
I have
words of this kind.
accept my silence
best of me. Shun the breath that utters,
in my mouth, the bitter
the human condition.
And meanwhile, let me watch the flight
clothes hanging in the windows.
* Only the air is perfect.
The blouse is stained, the cat
dissatisfied
the hinge that holds the window was broken and dreamed
the edge of my bed, three shadows
pulled me confused. What
rigid threads, and how slow my cry
drowning!
air is just perfect.
No cause for the bird.
De Wire, Barcelona: Tusquets, 2007.
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