Premonitions and Stately Building

I hear the dead sea move
In my legs, waves overhead

Child, the wild jetty-walk
Man, the echoed illusion

Pure eyes in the woods
Weeping seek the hospitable head

-Nancy Naomi Carlson translating René Char, via Sakura Review

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