J659 – F470

J659 – F470

That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet,
And said that I was strong —
And could be mighty, if I liked —
That Day — the Days among —

Glows Central — like a Jewel
Between Diverging Golds —
The Minor One — that gleamed behind —
And Vaster — of the World’s.
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[NdT : Pour RB]

Ce premier Jour, où tu Me louas, Doux,
Et déclaras que j’étais forte –
Et pouvais, d’en vouloir, être puissante –
Ce Jour – les Jours d’entre – comporte –

Scintillement Central – tel un Joyau
Entre des Divergences d’Ors –
Le Mineur d’Eux tous – brillant en retrait –
Et plus du Monde – Vaste encor.

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[NdT : Pour PAG]

The Weight of – Beasts is Heaviest
Than – the Weight of One’s Breath –
They teach in – Synagogue – and Church –
But – when – so close they Lurch

Who wouldn’t simply – pat their heads –
Harness and gallop there
Where by Book – by Bell – and by Hell –
To ride them – furiouser –

Darkness of plain and Pitch Black Noughts –
Nightmares we also have –
For diamonds are but squeezed coal –
And friends do misbehave –

The Long – Long sigh – that casts the Dawn –
Tempers also – the Night –
Alloys all – for Starsmithery –
And just This – Our touch – of Light –

The Breaths of Beasts weigh – Heavier –
Than who’s Allowed to – live –
Dragon will you – I’ll Chimera –
And – each – our – lung – shall – heave –

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