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A piece of slate: photo by Jon Zander, 2007
On each slate
..............that slipped from the roof
....................someone
..................had written
..............................
The gutter's lined with diamonds
.......................the birds sip them
Pierre Reverdy (1889-1960): "Sur chaque ardoise...": from Les Ardoises du Toit (1918), trans. TC
Slate roof, Tannery, St. Fagans: photo by Zureks, 2007 (Wales National Museum, Cardiff)
Sur chaque ardoise
...................qui glissait du toit
.............................. ..on
.........................avait écrit
.............................. ......un poème
..............................
.........................avait écrit
..............................
La gouttière est bordée de diamants
.............................. les oiseaux les boivent
Windows: Egon Schiele, 1914 (Österreichische Galerie, Wien)
MARVELOUS!!!!
ReplyDeleteThis is a real gem, a rare example of positive slippage. Reverdy was and remains a revelation to me. The roof slates on the house we live in resemble the roof slates on the tannery and research makes it seem possible that our flock of bluebirds may just hang around. No slate slippage lately (thank heaven), so we can't be sure if anything's written on them. Curtis
ReplyDeleteThank you - an education, as always...
ReplyDeleteOh, that is nice! I esp. love the last image--Windows by Egon Shiele.
ReplyDeleteVery lovely.
ReplyDeleteWhenever I read a Reverdy Poem, I remember I was shown there by Frank O'Hara:
My heart is in my pocket. It is poems by Pierre Reverdy.
Ah, Pierre
ReplyDeleteReverdy, pure
Reverie.
Many thanks all.
ReplyDeleteFor me Reverdy has always been a reminder of the spiritual presence in poetry, whatever that spirit is that moves through our lines and lives, when the business and traffic are done -- or not.