Cette nuit j’ai débarqué dans une gare.Pareille à toutes. Lente, oppressante,paisible parfois, submergéeau tréfonds des sortilèges de l’horloge.Et je me suis pris pour une taupe, bestiole fourbuedans un recoin,les regardant passer, courir, renoncer,et comme dévorant les guichets,demander un billet, des horaires,puis courir. Cette nuit j’ai débarqué dans la gareet je…
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Joe Sharp On the bridge of AvignonAll are dancing, all are dancingOn the bridge of AvignonAll are dancing round and roundYoung men they are dancingThey carry on romancing On the bridge of AvignonAll are dancing, all are dancingOn the bridge of AvignonAll are dancing round and roundFair ladies they are…
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Katherine Mansfield (1888 – 1923) Outside the sky is light with stars;There’s a hollow roaring from the sea.And, alas! for the little almond flowers,The wind is shaking the almond tree. How little I thought, a year ago,In the horrible cottage upon the LeeThat he and I should be sitting soAnd sipping…
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,And nodding by the fire, take down this book,And slowly read, and dream of the soft lookYour eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace,And loved your beauty with love false or true,But…
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Joe Sharp A patient man is a priceless pearlA proper prince among paupersSlow to ponder time to dwellA fragrant meadow for green grasshoppers A happy man is a fertile furrowA hayfield buzzing in Mother Nature’s holdA bunny rabbit beside the warren’s burrowSifting sand to find the pot of gold A…
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Thomas Hardy (1840 – 1928) (A Reminiscence, 1893) She wore a ‘terra-cotta’ dress, And we stayed, because of the pelting storm, Within the hansom’s dry recess, Though the horse had stopped; yea, motionless We sat on, snug and warm. Then the downpour ceased, to my sharp sad pain,And the glass…
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Christopher Logue (b 1926) Last night in London AirportI saw a wooden binlabelled UNWANTED LITERATUREIS TO BE PLACED HEREINSo I wrote a poemand popped it in.
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ANNE RANASINGHE I Have Forsworn You I have forsworn you, closed all memory;I work and eat, listen to music, sleep,Walk in the garden, watch the changing moonPretending that I have no need of you.But all the while I know it is not true.Your silence weaves around me such a tight…