The wound in my seal flays the writing

The wound in my seal flays the writing

(translation of a sonnet initially written in French called “La plaie en mon seing écorche l’écriture that you can read here)

18 February 2016

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With hushed nimble step my shadow before me arises

Spring has arrived, it is cherry blossom days

Unexpected twists, a tale of surprises

The bright heart outraged, see how my mind never sways

 

The dismembered heart knows no remedy

The monster the Horla is preparing treachery

Under prelate blades we bury gray lives

Zebra red streaks magic of heaven that with me connives

 

I have breath in my breast delicate arteries

From fears outcry construct a road

To redden the etchings scarlet striped welts

 

From intoxicating vapors make drunken parchment

The wound in my seal flays the writing

Storytelling sufferings from bright red to carmine

 

Reading of the poem:

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