cigne mut

A Catalunya no en tenim, de cignes. Menys de 10 parelles introduides. Aquest el vaig fotografiar a Paris al gran parc Bois de Vincennes. Per nosaltres son rars, imatges idealitzades dels països del nord, del fred, de llacs calmats. Però la Bellesa s’oposa a la Vellesa. Per això l’estricte ortografia ens recorda els seus corresponents signes gràfics, la suau B i una punxant V.

Cruel diferència: silenci i tranquilitat contra dolor i patiment. Llavors per què un cos vell pot ser tant bell? La delicada pell de l’àvia, les majestuoses mans de l’avi que tot ho abraçen.

cygnus

The birds are telling it to you
the seagulls this morning
the wind and the ripples on the river
the rays of sunlight that are piercing through the clouds
your late afternoon lover
breathe out
breathe out
and let it reach you
If you think you have seen it, you are mistaken
If you think you have felt it, you are wrong
It is closer, and yet closer
Beyond intimacy and illumination
Say good bye to all you know
The birds are telling it to you
Light is all there is

Paris, France, September 2012

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Poesia de Lars Schmidt, del blog Natural Circus

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