ALONG WITH ME: Black [I've never been able to bring myself to black] Poem by Marc André Brouillette
ALONG WITH ME: Black [I've never been able to bring myself to black]
I've never been able to bring myself to black, since
black takes up so many surfaces of the world. It
appears in front as it shifts to the rear; it spreads
to the left while it infiltrates the south. Black is an
island whose centre one can never leave.
English versions by Paul Vermeersch
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
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