breakfast with Arrabal

It was remarkably quiet this morning.
All our visitors are gone.
I had a  moment sipping my coffee while reading some poems.
And I was happy to savor the latest of my homemade macarons.
 I didn't expected such a sucess at baking them. Not easy but it was worth the time spending !
Today I'll finally write some mails and perhaps some real letters.
The wind is beating the shutters loud...
 I'm longing for a seaside walk to feel the powerful waves.
Unluckily I've got an endless to do list...
Well the first step is to do that list !
Now !
Have a very joyful week-end !

Hmmm, trying out to translate one of these poems...
Sometimes when I look at the tree I see a neck
 and a bow tie around the trunk.
If I approach I can open the bark as a door and inside
 I discover a regular empty tetrahedron, and in the tetrahedron a sphere,
 and in the sphere the word "knowledge".

2 commentaires:

dominique a dit…

Thks & chocolat for bkf...
arrabal of Paris.


lilie-melo a dit…

wow, Pour de vrai !
Je me réveille après des rêves ordinairement confus et je lis un commentaire obscure fait d'abréviations...
incroyable qu'une phrase pareille puisse réjouir autant.
Tiens, j'ai bien fait de divaguer après avoir croqué dans un macaron.
En fait, ce livre me suit depuis des années et à résisté à de nombreux nettoyages de printemps, de nombreux déménagements, ici ou là.
Je le ressors chaque fois avec délice pour sa cruelle poésie et sa sombre joie.
Mille merci pour votre art et votre esprit Arrabal of Paris !

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