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Mersi Google pou bann zimaz/Thank you Google for the pictures

Pou mo bann aryer tizanfan ki pa’nkor ne.

Mo finn pran prete ar zot seki mo pe konsome,
Me pardonn mwa si mo pa reysi rann zot
Trezor zot finn pret mwa.
Bondie ti donn nou enn zoli zarden
Me nou’nn fer li vinn enn simitier.
Ayo mo bann zoli zanfan!
Eski pou ena fler
Dan zot douniya?

For my not yet born great grandchildren.

I have borrowed from you what I’m consuming
But forgive me for not giving back
What belongs to you.
The Lord gave us a beautiful garden;
It’s now a graveyard.
Dear, dear children,
Will there be flowers
In your world?

ORPHELIA:

There’s fennel for you, and columbines: there’s rue for you; and here’s some for me: we may call it herb-grace o’ Sundays: O you must wear your rue with
a difference. There’s a daisy: I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died: they say he made a good end,–
(Hamlet, Act IV scene V)

ANTIRYOM

Parski antiryom pran boukou letan avan deperi
Li finn vinn senbol ospitalite dan tou nou lespri.
Li pa zis zoli, ena long lavi, li amenn lasans;
Li fer soy boure, garanti boner e donn abondans.
Nou trouv li partou kan pe selebre nesans ek lamor;
Sikse ek defet; koumansman karyer; kan ariv dan por.
Tann dir ki dan ben so fey ek so fler donn lekor frison
Me fer atansion parski zot kapav donn iritasion.

ANTHURIUM

Anthurium, because it lasts for a long time
Is in people’s minds a welcome sign.
It brings forth luck, long life in beauty;
Drives out bad luck, gives joy and plenty.
It celebrates birth and death;
Success and failure, start and finish.
Flower and leaf may sooth your bath
Watch it! There may be hitch and itch.

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SOURS: 10 recueils de poèmes – Renée Vivien – Kindle ebook

RENÉE VIVIEN

Born Pauline Mary Tarn (11 June 1877 – 18 November 1909), was a British poet who wrote in French, in the style of the Symbolistes and the Parnassiens. A high-profile lesbian in the Paris of the Belle Époque, she was as notable for her lifestyle as for her work, which has received more attention following a recent revival of interest in Sapphic verse. Many of her poems are autobiographical, reflecting a life of extreme hedonism, leading to early death. She was the subject of a pen-portrait by her friend Colette.
(From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia)

VERS D’AMOUR

Tu gardes dans tes yeux la volupté des nuits,
Ô Joie inespérée au fond des solitudes !
Ton baiser est pareil à la saveur des fruits
Et ta voix fait songer aux merveilleux préludes
Murmurés par la mer à la beauté des nuits.

Tu portes sur ton front la langueur et l’ivresse,
Les serments éternels et les aveux d’amour,
Tu sembles évoquer la craintive caresse
Dont l’ardeur se dérobe à la clarté du jour
Et qui te laisse au front la langueur et l’ivresse.

POEM LAMOUR

Ena dan to lizie sansialite aswar,
O lazwa pa atann dan lakav solitid!
To labous ena gou parfen fri donn lespwar;
To lavwa fer mwa pans bann merveye prelid
Ki lamer mirmire pou selebre aswar.

Lor to figir ena nisa melankolik,
Bann serman eternel, deklarasion lamour;
To demars pe sigzer bann douser dramatik
Ki perdi so kara ar lalimier lizour
Me ki les lor figir nisa melankolik.

ÉPITAPHE

Doucement tu passas du sommeil à la mort,
De la nuit à la tombe et du rêve au silence,
Comme s’évanouit le sanglot d’un accord
Dans l’air d’un soir d’été qui meurt de somnolence.
Au fond du Crépuscule où sombrent les couleurs,
Où le monde pâli s’estompe au fond du rêve,
Tu sembles écouter le reflux de la sève
Murmurer, musical, dans les veines des fleurs.
Le velours de la terre aux caresses muettes
T’enserre, et sur ton front pleurent les violettes.

EPITAF

Dousma-dousma somey ti rant dan permanans;
Nwar aswar dan kavo fer silans ranplas rev
Parey kouma konplent enn violon dan balans
Ki pe fonn dan labrim marenwar so sedev.
Kan labrim pe leve, bann kouler pe sonbre,
Kan lemonn san kouler perdi form dan kosmar,
Twa to donn lenpresion se twa ki so kanbar
Ki pe tann lamizik dan fon leternite.
Later se to linsel ki ploy twa dan kares
Pandan ki fler kouler pe anons lasesres.

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