Samuel Beckett - poetry (Paris Review)

Mirlitonnades - Doggerels

excerpt


vive morte ma seule saison
lis blancs chrysanthemes
nids vifs abandonnes
boue des feuilles d'avril
beaux jours gris de givre


alive dead only season mine
white lilies feverfews
vivd nests forsaken
silt of April leaves
frost fair hoar grey days

trns. by Edith Fournier
from Grove Press


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