CABOT, Thierry - L'amour brisé (version 'Solitude').

Thierry Cabot,
http://www.lisons.info/Cabot-Thierry-auteur-501.php

'L'amour brisé'.
http://p-o-s-i-e.over-blog.net/article-16503291.html

Extrait du recueil : « LA BLESSURE DES MOTS »
http://librairie.immateriel.fr/fr/ebook/9782923916309/la-blessure-des-mots


Version : Solitude.
La solitude : l'autre versant de l'amour.

Illustration :
'Night Loneliness'
http://www.afremov.com/auction_details.php?auction_search=1&auction_id=14...

© Leonid Afremov
http://www.afremov.com/
Avec l'aimable autorisation de l'artiste.

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• Thierry_Cabot
• L'amour_brisé
• La_blessure_des_mots
• Gilles-Claude_Thériault
• Night_Loneliness
• Leonid_Afremov

[anne5surf]

Salut Thierry, je ne parle pas français, mais j'ai bien aimé écouter! Pouvez-vous dire ce que la peinture est?

[Theriault100]

@anne5surf

Bonjour, you clic 'PLUS' under this video... You'll see all the informations concerning the artist Leonid Afremov. You also have an English translation of this poem in the comments on this page. Merci.

[JelenaOsijekHR]

I don´t speak french, but it sounds perfect...

Thank you!

Jelena

[Theriault100]

@JelenaOsijekHR

A friend of Edkriege, ‘Diary of an Amateur Pianist’ did this translation…

Broken Love

My isle of clear fire, my nest, my love,

How long has it been that I no longer in your riche white neck

Have buried my orphaned, fevered head

And with a well-being without equal,

[Theriault100]

@JelenaOsijekHR

Winter has already contributed its heavy sob of frost;

The broken violins have suspended their voices;

On the ice, I go always like a drunken man,

Torn apart by the eyes that without end I see.

Where are you running to then, lascivious one, with your proud mouth

Where I collected, yesterday, the salt of your kiss?

Yesterday, no, but more like a good number of months back

[Theriault100]

@JelenaOsijekHR

Because time is for me but a sharpened dagger.

My God! Can I suffer forever [until] you become

This beautiful unknown to whom I said: “we”?

Can I abandon there our bygone embraces

And trample the flowers crowding your knees?

My torment, my scythe, my devouring wolf,

Oh! Pardon me, I have too much [pain], I have too much pain in this day.

In my insane/wild chest, a wound crosses

The tomb where will bleed a thousand bouquets of love.

[mig189189189]

Cool New Art Video!

[ichi6417isaberi]

Magnifique poème !

[yourAngel399]

Wonderful poetry!!!

It reminded me of Samuel Beckett ...

"cher instant je te vois

dans ce rideau de brume qui recule

où je n’aurai plus à fouler ces longs seuils mouvants

et vivrai le temps d’une porte

qui s’ouvre et se referme"

[lucianohortencio]

Superbe. Merci beaucoup pour m'envoyer. A bientot.

[anne5surf]

@Theriault100 Merci!

[ciaoumah]

Great work and beautiful!!! Thanks for sharing!

[roger51w4]

Beautiful Video !! the colors are so vibrant

super!!