The Lords Of Maussane Poem by René Char

The Lords Of Maussane

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One after the other, they wished to predict a happy future for us,
With an eclipse in their image and all the anguish befitting us!
We disdained this equality,
Answered no to their assiduous words.
We followed the stony way the heart traced for us
Up to the plains of the air and the unique silence.
We made our demanding love bleed,
Our happiness wrestle each pebble.

They say at this moment that, beyond their vision,
The hail terrifies them, more than the snow of the dead!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 21 January 2016

We made our demanding love bleed, Our happiness wrestle each pebble - in Italian: Abbiamo fatto sanguinare il nostro esigente amore, Facendo lottare la nostra felicità contro ogni inezia.

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