the great complaint of my obscurity one
from vingt-cinq poèmes (1918)
de Tristan Tzara(2009)
2 min lectură
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cold eddy blood zigzag
i am without soul cascade without friends and without
talents lord
i don’t receive my mother’s letters regularly
which must pass through russia through norway and
through england memories in red spirals burn the mind
on the steps of the amphitheater
and like a luminous advert of my soul, misfortune sprung
from the sphere
tower of light the fecund wheel of blue ants
halo dryness shrill with sorrows
come close to me so the prayer doesn’t bother you it
descends into the earth like diving suits to be invented
then the iron darkness into wine and salt shall change
simplicity lightning rod of our plants take care
the lightning rods that gather in a grapnel
so i become the crown of an enormous christ
land without form voltaic arc
eagles of snow shall come to nourish the rock
when the deep clay shall change into milk
and the milk shall trouble the night the chains shall ring
the rain shall compose chains
heavy ones
shall form in space wheels rays
the scepter in the middle among the branches
the old newspapers the tapestries a paralytic
halo dryness
fecund wheel of blue ants lord finger of gold furnace
sphinxery
why throttle it why
after love at first sight the military march shall break out
my despair a tinned iron tube but why why then?
thus thus always but the way
you must be my rain my darkness my metal my circuit my
pharmacy nu mai plânge nu mai plânge will you
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Tristan Tzara
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2009
- Curent
- dadaism
- Cuvinte
- 254
- Citire
- 2 min
- Versuri
- 35
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Tristan Tzara. “the great complaint of my obscurity one.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/tristan-tzara/poezie/the-great-complaint-of-my-obscurity-oneIntrebari frecvente
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