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Guillaume Apollinaire

(26 August 1880 – 9 November 1918 / Rome)

À travers l'Europe


Rotsoge
Ton visage écarlate ton biplan transformable en hydroplan
Ta maison ronde où il nage un hareng saur
II me faut la clef des paupières
Heureusement que nous avons vu M. Panado
Et nous sommes tranquilles de ce côté- là
Qu'est-ce que tu vois mon vieux M. D...
90 ou 324 un homme en l'air un veau qui regarde à travers le ventre de sa mère

J'ai cherché longtemps sur les routes
Tant d'yeux sont clos au bord des routes
Le vent fait pleurer les saussaies
Ouvre ouvre ouvre ouvre ouvre
Regarde mais regarde donc
Le vieux se lave les pieds dans la cuvette
Una volta ho inteso dire Chè vuoi
Je me mis à pleurer en me souvenant de vos enfances

Et toi tu me montres un violet épouvantable

Ce petit tableau où il y a une voiture m'a rappelé le jour
Un jour fait de morceaux mauves jaunes bleus verts et rouges
Où je m'en allais à la campagne avec une charmante cheminée tenant sa chienne en laisse
Il n'y en a plus tu n'as plus ton petit mirliton
La cheminée fume loin de moi des cigarettes russes
La chienne aboie contre les lilas
La veilleuse est consumée
Sur la robe ont chu des pétales
Deux anneaux d'or près des sandales
Au soleil se sont allumés
Mais tes cheveux sont le trolley
À travers l'Europe vêtue de petits feux multicolores

Submitted: Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Edited: Thursday, October 11, 2012

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