The sleepy slow progress of a short life

The sleepy slow progress of a short life

(Translation in English of a sonnet written in French. See original here or here)

September 20, 2016

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Trepanation purpose the sum of my pains

They breathe the constraints scents of life of yesteryear

When sweet chimeras embraced neighboured the restrains

Wear of life grandiloquent swarm of soft lures

 

Look within my breast there remain some fears

Tools of clumsiness halts of momentum

Towers fortresses Lacan’s obsessions

Projects drawings sketches of vague mansions

 

It was born a firmament my life’s sky in dream

Decay and break-ups history of old bends

Of this joy into torments I lived a sweet truce

 

It is not crippled lies to heaven from which life dies

In cross-stitch suture the rustling of these pages

The sleepy slow progress of a short life

 

Reading of the poem: 

Yeliel – Lara Fabian

 

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