On this Monday 14 March, the third day of the "Printemps des Poètes", we share a poem composed by Amicale member, Dantès

LOVE

So many clowns talk about love

Which they confuse with desire

Have they ever loved

To the point of seeking

The Other

On every street corner

In every airport terminal

In cinemas, in shop windows? 

Or even

In some photos

The slightest resemblance

The slightest tone of voice,

A silhouette, a look,

A posture

Anything about her that points

To her

Like a starving, a madman, a damned 

Only those

Who have been there

Know what it is

To love...

 

Dantès.