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fall poem

dans les halls du sommeil vous avez erré près
un, comme part d'un arbre
j'ai vu les archangels dans mon pomme-arbre la nuit passée
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
à l'aube, il a dit
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
elle doit retourner, elle a dit
serene d'après-midi et lumineux verts
il y a mille années silencieuses
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
doucement pleurant
sommeil, frère gris de la mort

 



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