Le Matin Sur Les Montagnes Poem by Michael Walker
Le Matin Sur Les Montagnes
Le matin sur les montagnes ou la brume
se diffuse
en bas aux profondeurs des feuilles
des frenes et des chenes
en coulant vers l'aspect de tout le lac
froid
bien que le ciel surveillant
d'un vermillon si solenn
subdivise/les
rayures aussi legeres
aussi douces que l'ouverture
que ta bouche
-' The Morning on the Mountains'. June Jordan. 'Naming Our Destiny', p.79.
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