The Rumours
(Birago Diop)
RUMOURS On the thick wall, the rough wall of husky rumours I stuck my tired and weighed down ears To listen through your vain Clamour The echo of a dying, dead, deafened voice By the thick Wall, rough Wall of husky Rumours. On the cold and pale and dirty paddle and badly come And which will give birth to only one little runt of day, The Wall went up, gone up higher than Dense clouds, Rock without a fault, dark Bloc without contours In the cold and pale and dirty paddle and badly come With the Meridian, flaking away of Lights, The thick Wall became a vast fire from Where sizzled Tears and Sweats runs, Tears of Children, Sweats of men, made numb Flesh In the Meridian flaking away of Lights. In the cold , pale and dirty paddle and badly come In the thick wall, the rough wall of husky rumours I posed my flat feet to poor crippled Fisherman, Pulling of the Sticky gangue of torpors The Pirogue leaving for all the lost Countries In the thick wall, the rough wall of husky rumours Rough Wall stands in the red Dusk, Like a Mount, rough Rock with the reddening Sun, Black block of Frozen blood where Pustules grew While it was built on some innocent blood The rough Wall drawn up in the red Twilight. And it is the Night. Black, cold and vast Night The black Night when the Voices are afraid of themselves; The Rumours and Cries, the Sweats and Noise Engrossent the rough Wall of our bitter Blasphemies
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