… when we were younger
and he was still alive, when morning could yawn
until afternoon, heavy plates of eggs
with roasted potatoes by the window
where Bowery seemed wide enough to hold
all our days, and anything would happen.
Page One, Joannie Stangeland
Light clarity avocado salad in the morning
after all the terrible things I do how amazing it is
to find forgiveness and love, not even forgiveness
since what is done is done and forgiveness isn’t love
and love is love nothing can ever go wrong
though things can get irritating boring and dispensable
(in the imagination) but not really for love
though a block away you feel distant the mere presence
changes everything like a chemical dropped on a paper
and all thoughts disappear in a strange quiet excitement
I am sure of nothing but this, intensified by breathing
Poem, Frank O’ Hara
Le langage des fleurs by Charlotte de La Tour, 1819. 2023
Les fleurs parlent. Leur langage original permet de dire, sans un mot, l’amour, l’amitié mais aussi le désespoir, le regret, et bien d’autres sentiments. Cet ingénieux mode d’expression fut véritablement codifié au xviie siècle en Perse, où l’arrangement symbolique d’un bouquet (sélam), discours de parfums et de couleurs mêlés, formait une sorte de message secret. Diffusé en Europe par la vague romantique, ce langage fleuri devient un genre littéraire prisé : plusieurs dictionnaires et guides de conversation florale paraissent alors. (Klincksieck éditions).
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