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À Peine Défigurée
— Paul Éluard
Voorgedragen door Julie Thissen

Adieu tristesse,
Bonjour tristesse.
Tu es inscrite dans les lignes du plafond.
Tu es inscrite dans les yeux que j'aime
Tu n'es pas tout à fait la misère,
Car les lèvres les plus pauvres te dénoncent
Par un sourire.
Bonjour tristesse.
Amour des corps aimables.
Puissance de l'amour
Dont l'amabilité surgit
Comme un monstre sans corps.
Tête désappointée.
Tristesse, beau visage.

Michiel van de Weerthof︎
Een podcast over de kleur Geel 

The Blue Booby BY JAMES TATE
The blue booby lives
on the bare rocks
of Galápagos
and fears nothing.
It is a simple life:
they live on fish,
and there are few predators.  
Also, the males do not  
make fools of themselves  
chasing after the young  
ladies. Rather,
they gather the blue
objects of the world
and construct from them

a nest—an occasional  
Gaulois package,
a string of beads,
a piece of cloth from  
a sailor’s suit. This  
replaces the need for  
dazzling plumage;  
in fact, in the past  
fifty million years
the male has grown
considerably duller,  
nor can he sing well.  
The female, though,

asks little of him—
the blue satisfies her  
completely, has  
a magical effect
on her. When she returns
from her day of
gossip and shopping,
she sees he has found her  
a new shred of blue foil:  
for this she rewards him  
with her dark body,
the stars turn slowly
in the blue foil beside them  
like the eyes of a mild savior.

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