Sade, Love Finally Saved from the Mud of the Sky, This Legacy Will Suffice for Men Against Hunger

René Char

Translated from French by Nancy Naomi Carlson

—For Maurice Heine

The pure blood overjoyed at the rose garden
Torched mental temptress
So juicy the stroked tail of a horse
Sense of smell overworked near a swarm
      of delights
Hails discarded lust
The undressed rose reigns
As ice beneath black water, the fatal sleep
      flaw.

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