Wednesday, September 02, 2009

On the tympanum of a Romanesque church

This is the house for the abandoned of God.
Bent backed and blue-stoned.

The hopeless greed of the dark,
Endlessly pursued
In its love, in its skeleton.

The truth of secret tears,
The greatest offering of winter sleep.

René Char

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