“Tonight the thoughts of the dead are turning back to the earth.”
Joë Bousquet“I gazed upon the earth and saw that a body, in its tender faithlessness, had located it in the sky. A splendid scarf of blood, looming above the abyss.”
Joë Bousquet“Tonight the thoughts of the dead are turning back to the earth.”
Joë Bousquet“Now the night's breath responds to the sea, which I can scarcely hear from here, as it reminisces about its shipwrecks.”
Joë Bousquet“A star shoots bleeding across the skyline, a companion to the black wind. Silence comes sweeping across everything.”
Joë Bousquet“Yet a mysterious gate lay open within her shadow”
and all my flesh was aware of black pathways and hovels and the silence one observes when the dead are near.