Poem
Michel Deguy
Tale
One evening as we were wearing a single beltYou whispered a tale in my ear of snow
And said I’m moved
And we had already stridden over several wide intervals
Made of arches of absence wider than those at Avignon
And came back to ourselves by rising fords
© Translation: 2004, Anne Talvaz
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Un soir où nous avions mis une seule ceintureTu me chuchotais un conte à l’oreille de neige
Et me disais je suis émue
Et nous avions enjambé déjà plusieurs grands intervalles
Fait des arches d’absence plus grandes que celles d’Avignon
Et sommes revenus à nous par des gués en crue
© 1999, Michel Deguy
From: Gisants, poèmes III
Publisher: Gallimard, Paris
From: Gisants, poèmes III
Publisher: Gallimard, Paris
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Tale
One evening as we were wearing a single beltYou whispered a tale in my ear of snow
And said I’m moved
And we had already stridden over several wide intervals
Made of arches of absence wider than those at Avignon
And came back to ourselves by rising fords
© 2004, Anne Talvaz
From: Gisants, poèmes III
From: Gisants, poèmes III
Tale
One evening as we were wearing a single beltYou whispered a tale in my ear of snow
And said I’m moved
And we had already stridden over several wide intervals
Made of arches of absence wider than those at Avignon
And came back to ourselves by rising fords
© 2004, Anne Talvaz
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