Translations from Poèmes
By Malcolm de Chazal
translated from the French by Karina Borowicz & Ben Admussen

27

When
a rock
dies
it has
no need
to bury itself away.

53

Every object
that falls
blesses itself.

119

The hand
became
a nest
to catch
the bird.

144

The utensils being washed
held a conversation.

169

The flight
of birds
seized by fright
has the air
of swimming.

170

Winter is cold
only at the approach
of spring.

178

Leaves
in the bouquet
are
so many fingers
reaching
toward the flower.

181

Electricity
is hysterical
and neon
bloodless.

(Text of the poem in the original French)