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Dans la danse

Petite table enfantine,
il y a des femmes dont les yeux sont comme des morceaux de sucre,
il y a des femmes graves comme les mouvements de l’amour qu’on ne surprend
pas
il y a des femmes au visage pâle
d’autres comme le ciel à la veille du vent.

Petite table dorée des jours de fête,
il y a des femmes de bois vert et sombre:
celles qui pleurent,
de bois sombre et vert:
celles qui rient.

Petite table trop basse ou trop haute,
il y a des femmes grasses
avec des ombres légères,
il y a des robes creuses,
des robes sèches,
des robes que l’on porte chez soi et que l’amour ne fait jamais sortir.

Petite table,
je n’aime pas les tables sur lesquelles je danse,
je ne m’en doutais pas.

In the Dance ...

Small childish table,
there are women whose eyes are like cubes of sugar,
there are serious women like the movements of love that we do not surprise
there are women with pale faces
others like the sky on the eve of the wind.

Small golden table of feast days,
there are women of green and dark wood:
those who cry,
of dark and green wood:
those who laugh.

Small table too low or too high,
there are fat women
with light shadows,
there are hollow dresses,
dry dresses,
dresses that we wear at home and that love never brings out.

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Thomas Oboe Lee Cambridge, Massachusetts

Thomas Oboe Lee was born in China in 1945. He lived in São Paulo, Brazil, for six years before coming to the United States in 1966. After graduating from the University of Pittsburgh, he studied composition at the New England Conservatory and Harvard University. He has been a member of the music faculty at Boston College since 1990. ... more

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