La Sortie. (Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker
La Sortie. (Translation) .
Precisement quand l'espoir se fane, on accorde le visa.
La porte ouvre a une rue comme dans un film de cinema,
denu des gens, des chats; sauf qu'il est votre rue
que vous quittez. On a accorde un visa,
'a titre provisoire'-un mot agite.
Les fenetres que vous avez fermees derriere
vous se tournent en rose, en faisant ce qu'elles font
a chaque aube. Ici il est gris. La portiere
au taxi attend. Cette valise,
l'objet le plus triste au monde.
Bien, le monde est ouvert. Et maintenant a travers
le pare-brise le ciel commence a rougir
comme vous l'avez fait quand votre mere vous avez dit
ce qu'il fallait pour etre une femme dans ce monde.
-'Exit'. Rita Dove.
She has been granted a visa to enter another country. The taxicab is outside waiting.Then she regrets leaving her house where the windows turn pink at dawn-a beautiful sight. her suitcase now seems 'the saddest object in the world'. In the taxi, she sees, through the windshield, the sky turning red, as she did when her mother explained to her the facts of life, an embarrassing topic.
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8/28/2026 7:32:01 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
When and when her mother explained to her the facts of life, an embarrassing topic.The door opened to a street like in a movie. The sky begun to blush and an amazing sense was felt. A brilliant poem is penned and this is nicely translated..10