Nommer la rose qui habille la nuit, le chaudron du jour a versé. Nous voguons dans son or laiteux, Allés à l’ouest.
Call the rose adorning the night, the dawn crucible poured. In its milky white gold we sail going west.
Susan Wise (USA/France, 1936 -) from La Sirene Bicaudale, Venice, 2015 (translation from French by Diana Marrone)
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