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Blues by Elizabeth Alexander / Jean Mannheim

I am lazy, the laziest girl in the world. I sleep during the day when I want to, ‘til my face is creased and swollen, ‘til my lips are dry and hot. I eat as I please: cookies and milk after lunch, butter and sour cream on my baked potato, foods that slothful people eat, … Continue reading

Commision: Ezra Pound / HR Bell

Go, my songs, to the lonely and the unsatisfied, Go also to the nerve-racked, go to the enslaved-by-convention, Bear to them my contempt for their oppressors. Go as a great wave of cool water, Bear my contempt of oppressors. Speak against unconscious oppression, Speak against the tyranny of the unimaginative, Speak against bonds. Go to … Continue reading

Still I Rise – Maya Angelou / Marc Chalmé

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like … Continue reading

L’esprit des Lumières: Tzvetan Todorov/ Kristian Krokfors

Après la fin des utopies, sur quel socle intellectuel et moral pouvons-nous bâtir notre vie commune? Pour Tzvetan Todorov, il n’y en a qu’un : le versant humaniste des Lumières. Ce petit essai majeur ne se contente pas de dégager dans une synthèse limpide les grandes lignes de ce courant de pensée : il le … Continue reading

Je me souviens : Georges Perec / Simon Quadrat

1 Je me souviens des dîners à la grande table de la boulangerie. Soupe au lait l’hiver, soupe au vin l’été. 2 Je me souviens du cadeau Bonux disputé avec ma soeur dès qu’un nouveau paquet était acheté. 3 Je me souviens des bananes coupées en trois. Nous étions trois. 4 Je me souviens de … Continue reading

Wandering: Farmhouse – Hermann Hesse

I am making a sketch of the house in my notebook, and my eye sadly leaves the German roof, the German frame of the house, the gables, everything I love, every familiar thing. Once again I love deeply everything at home, because I have to leave it. Tomorrow I will love other roofs, other cottages. … Continue reading

Non ho smesso di pensarti: Charles Bukowski / Fan Ho

Non ho smesso di pensarti, vorrei tanto dirtelo. Vorrei scriverti che mi piacerebbe tornare, che mi manchi e che ti penso. Ma non ti cerco. Non ti scrivo neppure ciao. Non so come stai. E mi manca saperlo. Hai progetti? Hai sorriso oggi? Cos’hai sognato? Esci? Dove vai? Hai dei sogni? Hai mangiato? Mi piacerebbe … Continue reading

A trifle : Erich Fried / Jürgen Wanger

A trifle for Catherine I don’t know what love is but perhaps it is something like this: When she come home from abroad and tells me proudly: “I sawa water rat”and I remember these words when I wake up in the night and next day at my work 10 and I long to hear her … Continue reading

A Dream Within a Dream: Edgar Allan Poe / Trent Parke

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? … Continue reading

Love: Pablo Neruda / Ryan Pickart

Love. Because of you, in gardens of blossoming Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring. I have forgotten your face, I no longer Remember your hands; how did your lips Feel on mine? Because of you, I love the white statues Drowsing in the parks, the white statues that Have neither voice nor sight. … Continue reading

All love letters are Ridiculous: Fernando Pessoa

All love letters are Ridiculous. They wouldn’t be love letters if they weren’t Ridiculous. In my time I also wrote love letters Equally, inevitably Ridiculous. Love letters, if there’s love, Must be Ridiculous. But in fact Only those who’ve never written Love letters Are Ridiculous. If only I could go back To when I wrote … Continue reading

Dino Buzzati: Invitations inutiles / Brassaï

Je voudrais que tu viennes me rejoindre par un soir d’hiver et que, serrés l’un contre l’autre, contemplant l’obscurité de la rue déserte et glacée, nous nous rappelions ces autres hivers fabuleux où nous vivions ensemble, sans le savoir. Nous allions alors toi et moi par les mêmes sentiers enchantés, d’un pas timide, au milieu … Continue reading

Buenos Aires – Silvina Ocampo

  Buenos Aires Prior to your houses, God loved you. Alone, imitating  the sun, He contemplated you. Later, men loved yu : the navigator From his ship, the Indian with his bow, The uncomfortable gentleman in his arcane Portrait, a monocle in his hand, The one who died without a portrait, pained To leave no face … Continue reading

I heard of a man … Leonard Cohen

Baby, I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting night and day. I didn’t see the time, I waited half my life away. There were lots of invitations and I know you sent me some, but I was waiting for the miracle, for the miracle to come. I know you really loved me. but, you see, my … Continue reading

Bob Dylan: “I’m a poet, and I know it”

Bob Dylan has been awarded the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature “for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition”. Just over 50 years ago, following the release of his fifth album, Bringing It All Back Home, the Guardian published Chimes of freedom flashing – a look at the poetry of Bob … Continue reading

The Season of Phantasmal Peace: Derek Walcott / Espen Erichsen

Then all the nations of birds lifted together the huge net of the shadows of this earth in multitudinous dialects, twittering tongues, stitching and crossing it. They lifted up the shadows of long pines down trackless slopes, the shadows of glass-faced towers down evening streets, the shadow of a frail plant on a city sill— … Continue reading

Fernando Pessoa: The book of disquiet / Rui Palha

We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we haveof someone. It’s our own concept – our own selves – that we love. This is true in the whole gamut of love. In sexual love we seek our own pleasure via another body. In non-sexual love, we seek our own pleasure via our … Continue reading

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