The Resourceful Bulrush
I hear rain even when it's not the rain,
Just nightfall;
I rejoice in dawn even when it's not the dawn,
But my own white pulp stirring among the mud.
A child's mouth ruffles me with its teeth.
Love of the silent waters!
The hawthorn has the nightingale.
I have the spells that bind.
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Rene Char
The Inventors
translated by Mark Hutchinson
Seagull Books, 2015
