Jean Arp

[Hans Arp] (16 September 1886 – 7 June 1966 / Strasbourg)

Jean Arp Poems

1. Opus Null 1/3/2003
2. Die Schwalbenhode 1/3/2003
3. WestÖLiche Rosen 1/3/2003
4. Sekundenzeiger 1/3/2003
5. The Air Is A Root 1/3/2003
6. The Plain 1/3/2003
7. Kaspar Is Dead 1/3/2003
8. The Domestic Stones (Fragment) 1/3/2003
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The Domestic Stones (Fragment)

(Translated from the French by David Gascoyne)

The feet of morning the feet of noon and the feet of evening
walk ceaselessly round pickled buttocks
on the other hand the feet of midnight remain motionless
in their echo-woven baskets

consequently the lion is a diamond

on the sofas made of bread
are seated the dressed and the undressed
the undressed hold leaden swallows between their toes
the dressed hold leaden nests between their fingers
at all hours the undressed get dressed again
and the dressed get undressed
and exchange the leaden ...

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