lundi 9 juin 2014

I will wade out

"I will wade out
                till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                               with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                        in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                            Will I complete the mystery
                            of my flesh
I will rise
           After a thousand years
       And set my teeth in the silver of the moon"

E. E. Cummings

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