Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

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  I don’t always have the time to write something in here. As I am working on a new novel, It’s take all my attention. But I certainly will take a moment to wishing you, my Americans friends’ writers, a very good Thanksgiving. With the voice of Séraphine… Happy Thanksgiving!   ___________ 1. Picture: Séraphine [...]

    When the drums begin to beat  Down the street, When the poles are fetched and guyed, When the tight-rope’s stretched and tied, When the dance-girls make salaam, When the snake-bag wakes alarm, When the pipes set up their drone, When the sharp-edged knives are thrown, When the red-hot coals are shown, To be [...]

    IN A LIBRARY. A precious, mouldering pleasure ‘t is To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think,   His venerable hand to take, And warming in our own, A passage back, or two, to make To times when he was young.   His quaint opinions [...]

      De la rue du Trésor, la rue des artistes-peintres de la rue, je me dirigeai vers la fontaine de Robin des bois. Je venais de terminer, ou presque, la promenade matinale de Cathy-Chien dans les rues du Vieux-Québec. Avant de revenir à l’hôtel, je tenais à faire une halte dans le parc. [...]

  Jimmy was getting up at 5 o’clock every morning. No matter how he was feeling, its health condition, nothing could keep him into bed. He was always rising up into one quick step, putting on these curious rounds glasses on the top of his nose, the glass he discover in a drugstore and, within [...]

Jimmy se levait à 5 heures tous les jours.  Peu importe ses humeurs, son état de santé, rien ne pouvait le retenir au lit. Il se levait d’un bond, enfilait ses mules noires de bazar, ses lunettes rondes dénichées dans un drugstore sur le bout du nez et, en deux ou trois pirouettes, il se [...]