Il pleut des voix de femmes

Il pleut des voix de femmes comme si elles étaient mortes même dans le souvenir
c’est vous aussi qu’il pleut, merveilleuses rencontres de ma vie. ô gouttelettes !
et ces nuages cabrés se prennent à hennir tout un univers de villes auriculaires
écoute s’il pleut tandis que le regret et le dédain pleurent une ancienne musique
écoute tomber les liens qui te retiennent en haut et en bas


It’s raining women’s voices as if they had died even in memory
And it’s raining you as well marvellous encounters of my life O little drops
Those rearing clouds begin to neigh a whole universe of auricular cities
Listen if it rains while regret and disdain weep to an ancient music
Listen to the bonds fall off which hold you above and below

translation by (c) Roger Shattuck

Guillaume-Apollinaire

Guillaume Apollinaire

Guillaume Apollinaire (1880–1918), born Wilhelm Albert Włodzimierz Apolinary Kostrowicki, is considered one of the foremost poets of the early 20th century, as well as one of the forefathers of surrealism. He is credited with coining the word “surrealism”. Two years after being wounded in World War I, he died in the Spanish flu pandemic of 1918 at age 38. Read more…

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