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05/12/2008 15:31 par xyoussef

the stadium

05/12/2008 15:29 par xyoussef

this is the stadium where we play football matches. Totally covered by the snow

so funny

30/11/2008 20:55 par xyoussef

Down long broad flights of lamplit stairs we flow;
Noisy, in scattered waves, crowding and shouting;
In broken slow cascades.
The gardens extend before us . . . We spread out swiftly;
Trees are above us, and darkness. The canyon fades . . .

nature

30/11/2008 20:45 par xyoussef

One of us sings in the street, and we listen to him;
The words ring over us like vague bells of sorrow.
He sings of a house he lived in long ago.
It is strange; this house of dust was the house I lived in;
The house you lived in, the house that all of us know.
And coiling slowly about him, and laughing at him,
And throwing him pennies, we bear away
A mournful echo of other times and places,
And follow a dream . . . a dream that will not stay.

beyond

30/11/2008 20:42 par xyoussef

The snow floats down upon us, we turn, we turn,
Through gorges filled with light we sound and flow . . .
One is struck down and hurt, we crowd about him,
We bear him away, gaze after his listless body;
But whether he lives or dies we do not know.

snow

30/11/2008 20:35 par xyoussef

The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . .
It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls
Down golden-windowed walls.
We were all born of flesh, in a flare of pain,
We do not remember the red roots whence we rose,
But we know that we rose and walked, that after a while
We shall lie down again.

LE LENDEMAIN

28/11/2008 16:26 par xyoussef

Sous la neige,
les arbres dansent
et se dandinent
sur la violente
musique
du vent.
Les branches craquent
de ne pouvoir
applaudir

CA ME FAIT PLAISIR

28/11/2008 16:22 par xyoussef

C'est un après-midi du Nord.
Le ciel est blanc et morne. Il neige ;
Et l'arbre du chemin se tord
Sous la rafale qui l'assiège.
Depuis l'aurore, il neige à flots ;
Tout s'efface sous la tourmente.
A travers ses rauques sanglots
Une cloche au loin se lamente.

LA NEIGE

28/11/2008 16:19 par xyoussef

DREAM

28/11/2008 16:16 par xyoussef

Last night I dreamt of snow falling
I could see the swirling flakes
I felt no chill just childlike wonder
A dreamers acceptance
That the snow was real
And as my memory fades
Its understood that the snow was not true
Was my sleep like a snow-globe?
Frozen scene a liquid vacuum
Of something I did not know I wanted
Tonight if I don't dream of snow again
Will I miss it?