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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required - The window opens on our secret travels Mist of saline uproar raids on the space What keeps us awake and makes us sagacious Under this afternoon luxuriously blended, The addition and ebb, mineral materials To leave the sea , invade us of yesterday: The small square of ocher resists , without thoughts But in colors, only expended Without words, without wetness intruse of summer lands Evasive shade of olive trees, in this unique moment, Witnesses of thousand years, of Italy close to Sicily A look,put in mythological world, and islands … Still yet, under the wind jerks Witness of our way, and our instant Without risking me to invite eternity Arranging on my canvas, colors inhabited …. - own translation from french--- (see original below ) - La fenêtre s’ouvre sur nos voyages secrets Buées du vacarme salin des rafles sur l’espace Ce qui nous tient éveillés, et rend sagaces Sous cet après-midi luxueusement malaxés, L’ajout et le reflux, matières minières À laisser la mer nous envahir d’hier : Le petit carré d’ocre résiste sans pensées Mais en couleurs seulement dépensées Sans paroles, et sans la moiteur intruse des terres d’été En cet instant unique, à l’ombre évasive des oliviers, Témoins millénaires de l’Italie proche de Sicile, Du monde en regard mythologique, et en îles… Immobile encore, sous les saccades du vent Témoin de notre passage et notre instant Sans pour autant me risquer à convier l’éternité Disposant sur ma toile, des couleurs habitées… -- RC 2012 (avaible on http://ecritscrisdotcom.wordpress.com/2012/03/13/disposant-sur-ma-toile-des-couleurs-habitees-rc-2/ with a painting I've done ) -
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