Le Loyer. Poem by Michael Walker
Le Loyer.
Si tu veux mon appartement, dors la-dedans
mais entendons-nous clairement:
les livres sont des agents libres.
Si les bras du fauteuil a bascule t'environnent
ils peuvent aussi te laisser partir,
ils peuvent faconner l'air comme un corps.
Je ne veux pas ton loyer, je desire
un eclat d'attention
comme la flamme de la bougie quand nous mangeons,
Je veux dire une sorte d'admiration-
assistant les espaces entre nous-
Pas un toit mais un pre d'etoiles.
- 'Rent'. Jane Cooper. From '101 Poems', ed. by Daisy Goodwin, p.69.
memorable. She is offering the man not just a roof over his head but
'a field of stars'. Bliss and happiness together.
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I would like to find these poems you have translated here into frence in english.I would try to translate them or some of them into my native language, the neoellenic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 9:23:07 PM # 1.0.0
Your notes on the poems are so useful.Thank you.