vision

Par la force d'une cuisson mutuelle
les ingrédients deviennent amers et vieux,
La chaleur coagule les liquides ;
Qui sont comme des poussières sur une fenêtre éclairée,
Devenu "cendre morte", je serai uni au silence suprême.

Jan 26
Pavel Tchelitchev (1898-1957)
Anemones, 1932
Private collection

Pavel Tchelitchev (1898-1957)

Anemones, 1932

Private collection


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