نصوص باللغة الأنقليزية/ محمد بوحوش
كتبهامحمد بوحوش ، في 3 أبريل 2009 الساعة: 21:13 م
In the bar
An evening is as grapes of the nigh
And lyrical
You are alone in the great bar
On you , the leaves of the wine fall down
And the light autumn
The gentle heavy autumn
The glasses scatter around you
From pain and nostalgia
You are alone in the great bar
In those bar
In an evening of the autumn
In extinct table , it extinguishes your age
And it sups the remembrance
span ….. span
It cuts the night of meanings
Without heart, it beats
It beats like the inhalation of the death
It bleeds and suffers grievously
Far away , without meaning
Say : I wish if the boy is a tree
To reproduce the idea
Two museums
In the louvre museum
I was worried
As if the wind was inside me
I said to my self
This museum , which lives in me
And I live in it
It packs paintings,
And me,
It packs ideas , illusions,
and desires,
the museum steals me
I told it my secrets
I desires to see its ruins,
I desire to destroy it,
then , over its devastation, I relief And
this museum leads me,
and takes me to the death
I name it my heart
I threw it in the recycle bin.
Baudelaire’s cadaver
When I read Baudelaire’s cadaver 1
Fumes and poisons were gone up from my throat
I became drunk and chocked
Even the throat became narrow alley
The ideas were gone up to my head
The pink non- existence came to me , and said
I was the desired pain
The pain came to me , and said
I was the charming beauty
When I was between the pain and the non – existence
I confused between them and the beauty
Proton’s words came to my mind
Beauty is confusing or not to be
(this came in the ending of his novel " nadja"2
Thus…..
The beautiful desired body
The body which is embroidered with invasions and desires
The charming amazing body
It suffers in the moment of euphoria , jump and flees into the darkness
It becomes lacking non- existence
Themoment of extinct
When I start thinking
I meditate on painfully the beautiful building placed as the meaning on the road side
A poetic line for Baudelaire came to my mind
"even though . you will be such as this cadaver with it’s horrible moldiness"3
This is happening whenever I see abundant beauty
In a charming body
Margins
1. cadaver is a poetic poem for Baudelaire in his dawn " an evil flower"
2 .proton is the pioneer of surrealism , and nadja is a famous novel for him
3.poetic line came in the poem " cadaver"
Dawn ,s rhythm
When you are in the silence of the glorious down
In the endless non- existence
You remove the heat of the summits of the mountains
You pull with a sward and sun for the creation
I am obsessed with the ends
And fascinated by legends
I listened to your calm rhythm
the murmur of your lazuli water
and the invisible choir living in your heart
Let your soul waking up before
Passing your time
Before the death.
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