Andre Breton

(19 February 1896 – 28 September 1966 / Normandy)

Less Time - Poem by Andre Breton

Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything,
there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous as my fingers and some
others; I've distributed some pamphlets to the plants, but not all were willing to accept them. I've
kept company with music for a second only and now I no longer know what to think of suicide, for
if I ever want to part from myself, the exit is on this side and, I add mischievously, the entrance, the
re-entrance is on the other. You see what you still have to do. Hours, grief, I don't keep a
reasonable account of them; I'm alone, I look out of the window; there is no passerby, or rather no
one passes (underline passes). You don't know this man? It's Mr. Same. May I introduce Madam
Madam? And their children. Then I turn back on my steps, my steps turn back too, but I don't
know exactly what they turn back on. I consult a schedule; the names of the towns have been
replaced by the names of people who have been quite close to me. Shall I go to A, return to B,
change at X? Yes, of course I'll change at X. Provided I don't miss the connection with boredom!
There we are: boredom, beautiful parallels, ah! how beautiful the parallels are under God's
perpendicular.


Comments about Less Time by Andre Breton

  • Sylva-onyema Uba (1/9/2017 8:56:00 PM)


    Good delivery. Beautiful piece of poem.

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  • Chinedu Dike (1/9/2017 8:52:00 PM)


    Nice poem well articulated and elegantly penned. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • (1/9/2017 2:33:00 PM)


    It's a surreal world we share in Less Time. Excellent poem. (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (1/9/2017 8:50:00 AM)


    You are master of playing with words while scribbling down your thoughts. Very nice. Enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Lantz Pierre (1/9/2017 5:47:00 AM)


    Ah, there you have it, a little slice of the logic of imprecision, the mathematics of emotions. The locomotion and the stasis. Take a breath. Take two, no need to make it last, there's more. And there's less. Life is rather like this, no? Almost certainly no. At least that's what I know. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (1/9/2017 4:24:00 AM)

    tom allport
    decisions, decisions, decisions it's good to be free? good write. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/9/2017 2:24:00 AM)

    Myself
    To day it. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (1/9/2017 12:53:00 AM)


    Nice piece of work++++++++ Thanks for sharing+++++++ (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (1/9/2017 12:35:00 AM)


    A poem of less time results in more. (Report) Reply

  • Dutendra Chamling (11/12/2015 4:21:00 AM)


    Less time than it takes to say it: Perpendicular. (Report) Reply

  • (1/4/2009 1:14:00 AM)


    You always have to wonder about the translation, but this has vitality and wordplay. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 30, 2011


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