A pier


photo by zb


seasons (pre-din)
untitled III
2010

(française version)
Il attend. Tantôt il se tient sur le seuil, tantôt debout au bout de l'allée, devant la maison. Il l'attend. Sa mère. Sa femme. Il les attend. Après avoir couru d'une clinique à l'autre sans jamais les atteindre ni l'une ni l'autre, toutes deux fuyant devant lui, toutes deux avalant le temps sans jamais le restituer, il a pensé et s'est dit que dans leurs courses tragiques, tôt ou tard, elles repasseraient par leur point de départ - là même où il se tient tantôt le seuil, tantôt l'allée, ou alors elles y seront ramenées en véhicules spécialisés, sécurisés. Il les attend. Sans jamais oublier de respirer ou...

(englikhtonian version)
He waits. Sometimes he stands in the doorway, now, standing at the end of the path in front of the house. He waits for her. His mum. His wife. He waits for them. Having run out from a clinic to another without ever reaching neither of them, both th'run away in front of him, both th'swallow time without ever restoring it, he thought and told himself that, in their tragic moves, sooner or later, they would go past again by their starting point - exactly there where he stands, sometimes the threshold, sometimes in the path, or then there they will be brought back in specialized & secure vehicles. He waits for them. Without ever forgetting to breathe... almost.

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