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Le Cancre
Il dit non avec la têtemais il dit oui avec le coeuril dit oui à ce qu'il aimeil dit non au professeuril est debouton le questionneet tous les..
©  Jacques Prevert
Chanson
Quel jour sommes-nousNous sommes tous les joursMon amieNous sommes toute la vieMon amourNous nous aimons et nous vivonsNous vivons et nous nous..
©  Jacques Prevert
Dimanche
Entre les rangées d'arbres de l'avenue des GobelinsUne statue de marbre me conduit par la mainAujourd'hui c'est dimanche les cinémas sont pleinsLes..
©  Jacques Prevert
Cet Amour
Cet amourSi violentSi fragileSi tendreSi désespéréCet amourBeau comme le jourEt mauvais comme le tempsQuand le temps est mauvaisCet amour si vraiCet..
©  Jacques Prevert
Alicante
An orange upon the tableYour dress on the rugAnd you in my bedSweet present of the presentFreshness of the nightWarmth of my life.
©  Jacques Prevert
Déjeuner Du Matin
Il a mis le caféDans la tasseIl a mis le laitDans la tasse de caféIl a mis le sucreDans le café au laitAvec la petite cuillerIl a tournéIl a bu le..
©  Jacques Prevert
Paris At Night
Trois allumettes une à une allumées dans la nuitLa premiére pour voir ton visage tout entierLa seconde pour voir tes yeuxLa dernière pour voir ta..
©  Jacques Prevert
- Barbara -
Rappelle-toi BarbaraIl pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-làEt tu marchais sourianteÉpanouie ravie ruisselanteSous la pluieRappelle-toi BarbaraIl..
©  Jacques Prevert
Annette
Annette,At the dresser.Pale fingers over mirror-fieldsReapingThat wheat brown hair.BeautyFalling as chaff in old mirrors,While calendersIn allThe..
©  Kamala Das
The Stone Age
Fond husband, ancient settler in the mind,Old fat spider, weaving webs of bewilderment,Be kind. You turn me into a bird of stone, a graniteDove, you..
©  Kamala Das
The Testing Of The Sirens
The night, dark-cloaked like a procuress, broughthim to me, willing, light as a shadow,speaking words of lovein some tender language I do not know..
©  Kamala Das
Forest Fire
Of late I have begun to feel a hungerTo take in with greed, like a forest fire thatConsumes and with each killing gains a wilder,Brighter charm, all..
©  Kamala Das
The Maggots
At sunset, on the river ban, KrishnaLoved her for the last time and left...That night in her husband's arms, Radha feltSo dead that he asked, What is..
©  Kamala Das
The Sunshine Cat
They did this to her, the men who know her, the manShe loved, who loved her not enough, being selfishAnd a coward, the husband who neither loved..
©  Kamala Das
The Rain
We left that old ungainly houseWhen my dog died there, afterThe burial, after the roseFlowered twice, pulling it by itsRoots and carting it with our..
©  Kamala Das
Winter
It smelt of new rains and of tenderShoots of plants- and its warmth was the warmthOf earth groping for roots… even mySoul, I thought, must send its..
©  Kamala Das
Krishna
Your body is my prison, Krishna,I cannot see beyond it.Your darkness blinds me,Your love words shut out the wise world's din.[From Only The Soul..
©  Kamala Das
Punishment In Kindergarten
Today the world is a little more my own.No need to remember the painA blue-frocked woman caused, throwingWords at me like pots and pans, to drainThat..
©  Kamala Das
The Dance Of The Eunuchs
It was hot, so hot, before the eunuchs cameTo dance, wide skirts going round and round, cymbalsRichly clashing, and anklets jingling..
©  Kamala Das
Summer In Calcutta
What is this drink butThe April sun, squeezedLike an orange inMy glass? I sip theFire, I drink and drinkAgain, I am drunkYes, but on the goldof suns..
©  Kamala Das
In Love
O what does the burning mouthOf sun, burning in today's,Sky, remind me….oh, yes, hisMouth, and….his limbs like pale andCarnivorous plants reachingout..
©  Kamala Das
The Suicide
Bereft of soulMy body shall be bare.Bereft of bodyMy soul shall be bare.Which would you rather haveO kind sea?Which is the more deadOf the two?I..
©  Kamala Das
Love
Until I found you,I wrote verse, drew pictures,And, went out with friendsFor walks…Now that I love you,Curled like an old mongrelMy life lies..
©  Kamala Das
Relationship
This love older than I by myriadSaddened centuries was once a prayerIn his bones that made them grow in years ofAdolescence to this favored height;..
©  Kamala Das
Words
All round me are words, and words and words,They grow on me like leaves, they neverSeem to stop their slow growingFrom within... But I tell my self..
©  Kamala Das