Jean Arp (16 September 1886 – 7 June 1966 / Strasbourg)
The Air is a Root
The air is a root.
The stones are filled with tenderness. bravo.
bravo. the stones are filled with air.
the stones are watery branches.
on the stones replacing the mouth
grows the skeleton of a leaf. bravo.
A stone voice face to face and foot to foot
with a stone glance.
the stones are tormented like flesh
the stones are clouds for their second
nature dances to them on their third nose.
when the stones scratch themselves, nails grow
on the roots. bravo. bravo.
the stones woke to eat the exact
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