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[Un poème de Raymond Queneau (1903-1976)] Un jour on démolira ces beaux immeubles si modernes on en cassera les carreaux de plexiglas ou d'ultravitre on démontera les fourneaux construits à polytechnique on sectionnera les antennes collectives de télévision on dévissera les ascenseurs on anéantira l…
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[A poem by Sylvia Plath (1932 - 1963)] This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue. The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were God Prickling my ankles and murmuring of their humility Fumy, spiritous mists inhabit this place Separa…
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