“Serons-nous ceux-là
à laisser tout abîme en place
alors vraiment proche du présent ?
Ou tout est-il arrangement de l’âme
Jusqu’à l’impulsion de la nostalgie ?”
Laurence Werner David, Éperdu par les figures du vent, Obsidiane, 1999, pp. 34-35. Prix de la Vocation 1999.
De Laurence Werner David, on peut aussi lire “L’Épousé” dans The Black Herald / “The Bridegroom”, translated by John Taylor.
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