Il s'autorise la joie de vivre ♣♣♣ deux enfants face à l'oiseau qui s'est cogné contre un carreau

 

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Ce poème raconte cela : deux fillettes se trouvent chez une amie de leur père, et là, l'une d'elle voit un oiseau, un chardonneret couleur d'or,  se heurter au carreau. Les enfants vont réagir à leur manière et l'auteure du poème déclare qu'elle sait aussi que ce sont là les jours les plus sombres qu'elle ait appris à bénir (les jours où l'on assiste à l'agonie de quelqu'un). Le poème :

 

Fall

 

de Didi Jackson :

 

 

It is a goldfinch
one of the two

small girls,
both daughters

of a friend,
sees hit the window

and fall into the fern.
No one hears

the small thump but she,
the youngest, sees

the flash of gold
against the mica sky

as the limp feathered envelope
crumples into the green.

How many times
in a life will we witness

the very moment of death?
She wants a box

 

and a small towel
some kind of comfort

 

for this soft body
that barely fits

 

in her palm. Its head
rolling side to side,

 

neck broke, eyes still wet
and black as seed.

 

Her sister, now at her side,
wears a dress too thin

 

for the season,
white as the winter

 

only weeks away.
She wants me to help,

 

wants a miracle.
Whatever I say now

 

I know weighs more
than the late fall’s

 

layered sky,
the jeweled leaves

 

of the maple and elm.
I know, too,

 

it is the darkest days
I’ve learned to praise —

 

the calendar packages up time,
the days shrink and fold away

 

until the new season.
We clothe, burn,

 

then bury our dead.
I know this ;

 

they do not.
So we cover the bird,

 

story its flight,
imagine his beak

 

singing.
They pick the song

 

and sing it
over and over again.