Shall I come to see
plum blossoms in every stream
and wet my sleeves

The town’s southeastern edge.
Tolbiac Bridge down there.
Endless freight terminal.

When the movie theatre closed
we decided to stay.
It was depressing, at first,

Wedding night
Graciela bled lightly—
But enough to stain his thighs—

I post the sign
late in spring
drawn on sewn skins

Our road’s no wider than yours. We often fall from the height. We’re broken too, but our lack of attention doesn’t force us to climb the rope again. Your slightest mistake can kill you. 

We are a nice family.

My sister Brindille, the first-born, used to be married. She had an hourglass which indicated the time when the water of the ocean would reach a secret point on the hill. 

It really is amusing
that for all the centuries of mankind
the problem has been how

Do not rush.
Sudden sinkings have been rare,
though, eventually, the vessel does.

The children play at the Luxembourg fountain.
Their small ships catching wind and sail out and come round again.