Monday, July 18, 2011

you take the first street - robert desnos

You Take The First Street
by Robert Desnos

You take the first street on the right
You go along the quai
You cross the bridge
You knock at the door of the house.

The sun shines
The river flows
At a window a geranium pot trembles
An auto goes by on the other bank.

You turn around to the cheerful landscape
Without seeing that the door has opened behind you
The woman stands on the threshold
The house if full of darkness.

But on the table you see the reflection
The reflection of daylight on a piece of fruit and a bottle
On an earthen-ware plate and on some furniture
And you stay there on the threshold between the
World full of people like you
And on your droning solitude
Of the entire world.

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