dans le choc des usnées sauvages

 

Dans le choc des usnées sauvages

 

Dans ce choc les genoux plièrent

Et ont du mal à se lever ,je reconnus les génuflexions

  qui font comme une mer enjouée fanou ces images sont tiennes

Sur le mur de pierre sèche un jour de  tournant

 pour déplier les rotuliennes  ces petits os ronds

 qui roulent dans le creux du genou

Il est seulement  8h aux horloges des villageois

 et nous hésitons encore mais oui seule suis sur mon clavier sans partition.

Seul Fred called among six to know what I did,

 feeling somewhat feared

For my bronchitis not cured

Then it was alan  in a good tone who took informations.

 I recognised his hot voice among the scent of paintings.

Here I am dear friend doing nothing real

 but remember you were the only

 who answered about my bronchitis.

The others fell in their usual  talking,

 chatting and only thinking of themselves

Our dear doctor came about 3 calm voice,

 sweet questions, did he remember our youth in Tujac and

Conv ersations

At last he is the oly one devoted to himsef and patiente

, le can’t imagine television or mushrooms or sweet tea at home with his wife and friends

With smooth hands and a voice very sweet asks some questions about my retired life

Nothing .

The accidents of marriage he knows,

 even those of the girl, I kept quiet about the rest

He no more touches

it’s like some conversation between

 old friends eyes full of tears my breast or belly

but he touches deep my heart with  rememrerings

it’s always sad when he leaves

so am I in the deep grey of rainy winter

 staying always in old gowns

white face, mild voice so long doctor !

marine 30/1/26

I began here in 80 and he was my doctor good luck !