Yves Bonnefoy

Passer-By, These Are Words - Poem by Yves Bonnefoy

Passer-by, these are words. But instead of reading
I want you to listen: to this frail
Voice like that of letters eaten by grass.

Lend an ear, hear first of all the happy bee
Foraging in our almost rubbed-out names.
It flits between two sprays of leaves,
Carrying the sound of branches that are real
To those that filigree the still unseen.

Then know an even fainter sound, and let it be
The endless murmuring of all our shades.
Their whisper rises from beneath the stones
To fuse into a single heat with that blind
Light you are as yet, who can still gaze.

May your listening be good! Silence
Is a threshold where a twig breaks in your hand,
Imperceptibly, as you attempt to disengage
A name upon a stone:

And so our absent names untangle your alarms.
And for you who move away, pensively,
Here becomes there without ceasing to be.

Comments about Passer-By, These Are Words by Yves Bonnefoy

  • Silver Star - 3,667 Points Akachukwu Lekwauwa (9/21/2015 12:27:00 PM)

    I listened, I'm glad I did. this is a good (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,373 Points Paul Reed (9/21/2015 9:13:00 AM)

    A frail voice but one we should listen to. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,592 Points Neran Sati (9/21/2015 8:26:00 AM)

    Voice like that of letters eaten by grass
    The endless murmuring of all our shades
    Silence is a threshold where a twig breaks in your hand

    Beuatifull examples of surrealist imagery.. unfortunately rare today... Thanks for choosing! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,881 Points Kinyua Karanja (9/21/2015 6:52:00 AM)

    With the use symbolic and imagery language one can derive the love and friendship theme from this poem. I like the way language is used. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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