Amicale

This Sunday, March 21, the 9th day of "Printemps des Poètes", is World Poetry Day according to UNESCO and the first day of spring. To celebrate this in style, we share an original poem by Morgan Schrantz, aka Tabris, which magnifies desire. 

DESIR

He was always a fervent man.
Like the one that animated him,
He, the First Madman,
when he defied
the blind and white perfection,
greedy for denied contrasts.
He was always burning.
Merciless and fascinating,
at all times it has devoured me
Consuming my flesh,
intoxicating my spirit,
magnifying my universe.
But the price is immense
to let it dwell in me.
For of heavenly light,
traversing the immensity
ignorant of the void and the full,
he has made me an adversary,
tormented, fallen and solitary.
He is the cosmic axis on which
like a blue moon
in perpetual rebirth,
I haunt life,
tirelessly contemplating
a bright and elusive horizon.
And my eyes overflow,
in a cascade of throbbing pain.
The thirst it foments,
of a sublime imperfection
is too fierce
for such a frail existence.
Emptiness.
My human soul
seeks only a receptacle
for this incurable madness.
I know I am condemned
to the greatest of sins.
It is like this universe,
indescribable and insatiable,
chaotic and wonderful.
He is my muse, he is my wish.
Desire. Whose object
forever escapes
From my too deadly embrace.

Tabris.