........... The bird life
bird pecking secret that we
And we do live together,
Thou who takest us and make us
a spout that nourishes and devours
Sometimes lark or raven
Of your fireworks ambiguous
you do, you break the building
We are your songs live,
You are the bird of our blood
Who from the source to the mouth,
harms self and drinks to his injuries,
To go repeating,
you your wings over us plates
If done well to fly,
You know that we remain faithful
But in order to disturb us,
Bird the human arcade,
Under your pecks inflamed
We remain your fighters
A head-on with time
And his embrace of smoke.
Jules Supervielle The Fable of the world, followed Oblivious memory, nrf Poetry / Gallimard
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