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Verbum Caro, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel's Verbum Caro by T Wignesan

Verbum Caro, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Verbum Caro by T. Wignesan

Glory to the resuscitated Lord
Incarnate cry of the Flesh becoming Verb
The body is not the place of death
Where the soul feels alright despite revulsion

He who holds his nose
While passing his house full of droppings
Whatever be said : My flesh my pigsty
It is he the tomb requiring cleansing

A body all armed comes out of me
From the invincible nakedness
Fomenting peace in the midst of war
He’s of an innocent cast of mind

As virile as the sun
His worth illuminating the earth
The world is set on his head
The man straightens up  It is midday

(from Les Jours de la Passion, first published by the Abbaye de la Pierre-qui-Vire by the Editions diu Zodiaque, 1962)

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014

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