Wednesday, 29 July 2015

... a French poem.

Of all the houses in the world
Only a balcony will remain
And of the human worldmap
A sadness without ceiling.
Of the late Atlantic Ocean
A little salt taste in the air,
A flying magical fish
Who will know nothing of the sea.

—Jules Supervielle, "Prophétie."

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