photo: Tahunanui, at the beach, to forget about the world, concentrating on beauty.
go down to town
with your hands in your pockets
especially
frozen ears
the price of olive oil is going to rise
again
and the stories of poverty:
the cost of living
the cost of beer
the cost of misery
photo: À la plage, pour oublier le monde, se concentrer sur la beauté
descendre en ville
les mains dans les poches
surtout
Les oreilles gelées
le prix de l’huile d’olive va augmenter
encore
et les histoires de pauvreté :
Le coût de la vie
Le coût de la bière
Le coût de la misère
photo: Ile d’Orleans in the snow and the cold
The air is cold like a desert.
but the light, bright, reveals the truth
On the steps of the cathedral.
the Quakers demonstrate for peace:
life is short
especially towards the end.
Like a long winter day
a coldness of the heart
that does not know how to leave
photo: Ile d’Orleans dans la neige et le froid
L’air est froid comme un désert.
mais la lumière, vive, expose la vérité
Sur les marches de la cathédrale.
les Quakers manifestent pour la paix :
la vie est courte
surtout vers la fin.
Comme une longue journée d’hiver
une froidure du coeur
qui ne sait pas partir
photo: Cuba, so much beauty, and so much sadness at this moment.
And it would make us laugh
when we would remember
how we thought we had
said everything, felt everything,
while our opera was only just beginning.
We were touching, with such fragilely,
with the tip of our desires,
the alpha and the omega
of the stories we would live
and would lead us one day, to laugh
at our naivete.
