Face to Face (tr. by Annie Finch)
ANDREE CHEDID
IN THIS STREET
Even here
In our voices
In our breath
In jazz
In blues
In our footsteps
In our imaginings
We go
We come
Between wells and springs
Between masks and honesty
Bodies soon shadow
Hearts soon mute
Even here
In this street
In this noise
In this day
In this moment
No sooner here
Than gone
FACE TO FACE
Harnessed to life
Death
Escapes
Its distress
Pinned to death
Life
Bets
On blossoming
Translated by Annie Finch
Structure
32 lines · 8 stanzas