Friday, October 14, 2011

"Alba" by Samuel Beckett


before morning you shall be here
and Dante and the Logos and all strata and mysteries
and the branded moon
beyond the white plane of music
that you shall establish here before morning

                grave suave singing silk
                stoop to the black firmament of areca
                rain on the bamboos flower of smoke alley of willows

who though you stoop with fingers of compassion
to endorse the dust
shall not add to your bounty
whose beauty shall be a sheet before me
a statement of itself drawn across the tempest of emblems
so that there is no sun and no unveiling
and no host
only I and then the sheet
and bulk dead

Source of the text - Samuel Beckett, Collected Poems in English & French. New York: Grove Press, 1977, p. 15.

Bourguignomicon: Body aubade. With thrilling imagery, litany & chiasmus, the lover’s beauty or perhaps poetry itself emerges as a blockade to platonic truth.

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