ONE GAVE ONESELF TIME Poem by Claude Esteban
ONE GAVE ONESELF TIME
One gave oneself time, one
lost oneself, one followed
the sun, one fell asleep so often
on a bed of straw,
and now, how fresh is
the memory of wind
one might say that the rain hissed
a long silence
and it was as if in the evening
gods were born
but so small
that the birds pecked them like grain.
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