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To every man His treehouse, A green splice in the humping years, Spartan with narrow cot And prickly door. To every man His twilight flash Of luminous recall of tiptoe years in leaf-stung flight; of days of squirm and bite that waved antennas through the grass; of nights when every moving thing was girlshaped, expectantly turning. To every man His house below And his house above— With perilous stairs Between.
À chaque Robinson Sa maison suspendue, Verte clef dans la voûte des ans, Spartiate, où l'on dort à l'étroit, Dont la porte égratigne. Et à chacun son Éclair dans le noir, Rappel en lumière des années furtives à fuir l'essaim des feuillages ; des jours qui grouillaient et pinçaient antennes souples pointées dans les herbes ; des nuits où tout ce qui bougeait avait forme de fille qui se retournait pour attendre. À chacun sa maison À l'étage au-dessous Et sa maison de Robinson. Mais nul n'y grimpe Sans péril. Translation by Jean Migrenne
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