domenica 22 agosto 2010


Déjà je pressentais
Qu’un jour, à cause de toi

La joie pourrait venir
D’un seul brin d’herbe

Même de moins.

Guillevic, Trouées: poèmes, 1973-1980

Not that the grass itself
Ever rests in peace.

It too takes issue,
Now sets its face

To the wind
Now turns its back.

Seamus Heaney, Human chain, 2010

Terrence Malick, The thin red line, 1998 (What's this war in the heart of nature? Why does nature vie with itself? The land contend with the sea? Is there an avenging power in nature? Not one power, but two?)

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