« Summer: a glare as it is snow, who is slight and does not last, and nothing we trouble the beacon ' water that has condensed and then evaporates. »
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Yves Bonnefoy
Les Planches courbes |
Yves Bonnefoy
Les Planches courbes
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« And what strange thing it's some words, without mouth or voice, it is faceless, they are found in the black, they lose the hand, guidance, but it's dark all over the world. »
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Yves Bonnefoy
Les Planches courbes |
Yves Bonnefoy
Les Planches courbes
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« Sometimes takes the miroirEntre sky and Maid his hands the land minimeSoleil. »
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Yves Bonnefoy
Les Planches courbes |
Yves Bonnefoy
Les Planches courbes
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