Max Ernst
On a corner the agile incest
Turn around on the virginity of a small robe
On a corner the sky delivered
To the thorns of the storm let the white baubles
On a corner more clear with all eyes
It wait the fishes of anguish.
On a corner the car of greenery of the summer
Glorious, still and forever
In the glow of youth
Of lamps are lite very late.
The first appear their breasts killed by red insects.
Suite
For the light of the day of happinesses in the air
For living easily of tastes of colours
For enjoying loves for laugh
For open the eyes at the last minute
It has every kind of complaisance.
Mania (Fads)
After of years of wisdom
During when the world was as transparent as a needle
Is cooing something else?
After having competed to give graces and squandered the treasure
More of a red lip with a red point
And more of a white leg with a white foot
Where we believe ourselves so?
More Close to Us
Run and run issuing
And all finding all collect
Issuing and richness
Running so fast which the wire breaks
To the noise which make a big bird
A flag always surpassed.
Opened Door
The life is very lovely
Come to me, so I go to you it’s a play,
The angels of bouquets of which the flowers change colour.
Suite
Sleeping, the moon in an eye the sun in the other,
A love in the mouth, a beautiful bird in the hair,
Adorned like the roads, the woods and roots and the sea,
Beautiful and adorned like everyone
Run through the landscape,
Entre les branches of smoke et all the fruits of the wind,
Legs of stone at basses of sand,
Waist grip, to all river muscles,
And the last concern on the transformed face.
The speak
I have the simple beauty and it’s happy.
I glide on the top of the winds
I glide on the top of the seas
I don’t know more the conductor
I don’t move more silk on ice
I have disease of flowers and pebbles
I love the more Chineses to the skies
I love the naked one with the bird’s wings
And the shadow which go down to the large windows
Spare the black heart of my eyes every night