Les Magnifiques

ellenaelk a écrit : ↑29 déc. 2021, 15:29

suffragettes AB a écrit : ↑28 déc. 2021, 18:58 """Que dire d’une fille de vingt-cinq ans, quand elle est morte ? Qu’elle était belle et terriblement intelligente. Qu’elle aimait Bach, Mozart et les Beatles, et moi."""

ohhh je vois le film !!!!! Mais de là à me rappeler du titre...

noukadanslesnuages a écrit : ↑31 déc. 2021, 14:12 Pas vu le film mais lu le livre
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love story?

noukadanslesnuages a écrit : ↑16 janv. 2022, 17:44 "Faut arrêter ces conneries de nord et de sud ! Une fois pour toutes, le nord, suivant comment on est tourné, ça change tout !"

I go through,
trillions of molecules
that move aside
to make way for me
while on both sides
trillions more
stay where they are.
The windshield wiper blade
starts to squeak.
The rain has stopped.
I stop.
On the corner
a boy
in a yellow raincoat
holding his mother’s hand.

Adam Driver dans ce film a écrit : I go through,
trillions of molecules
that move aside
to make way for me
while on both sides
trillions more
stay where they are.
The windshield wiper blade
starts to squeak.
The rain has stopped.
I stop.
On the corner
a boy
in a yellow raincoat
holding his mother’s hand.

Ron Padgett a écrit : Love Poem 
We have plenty of matches in our house
We keep them on hand always
Currently our favourite brand
Is Ohio Blue Tip
Though we used to prefer Diamond Brand
That was before we discovered
Ohio Blue Tip matches
They are excellently packaged
Sturdy little boxes
With dark and light blue and white labels
With words lettered
In the shape of a megaphone
As if to say even louder to the world
Here is the most beautiful match in the world
It’s one-and-a-half-inch soft pine stem
Capped by a grainy dark purple head
So sober and furious and stubbornly ready
To burst into flame
Lighting, perhaps the cigarette of the woman you love
For the first time
And it was never really the same after that

All this will we give you
That is what you gave me
I become the cigarette and you the match
Or I the match and you the cigarette
Blazing with kisses that smoulder towards heaven