Reverdy, Picasso, Cocteau, Brassai
Atelier de Picasso, Rue Des Grandes Augustins, Paris, 1944
photograph by Brassai
Outside
Mask that weeps between two tree branches
A carnival evening is quenching
tears that were streaming from its stony eyelids
tears from laughing and from bitterness and from regrets
Midnight
it’s all retouched
A new day begins
A drunkard comes to
Tells his story to the doorways on the street
Sad story
With him a morning light
It’s raining and your eyelids glitter
The sneezing trees sprinkle the pavement
And by the caves of your nose I watch the moon pass over
The streak of clouds races on the faded sky
To all those who cling against lamp posts
The illusion will be sweet
And dear your austere face
Mask
Smiles thinking of the dismal morrow
Passing along the clacking pavement
Avoiding the street where shadows grow thick
High up a light gleams
It’s so tranquil
The lodging that draws you on and awaits you where it is
The night doesn’t care about anything
But the sky
Perhaps it’s an empty apartment for you
version by Frank O'Hara
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