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100 Refutations: Day 43 | InTranslation (intranslation.brooklynrail.org)

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Clément Magloire-Saint-Aude (1912-1971) was a surrealist poet who published several volumes, including Dialogue de mes lampes y Tabou (1941), Déchu (1956), and Dimanche (1973). He was also a member of the black nationalist movement Noirisme, and one of the founders of Les Griots, a quarterly scientific and literary journal.

Addie Leak (French editor) is a freelance translator and editor currently living in Amman, Jordan. She holds an MFA in literary translation from The University of Iowa and has published translations from French, Spanish, and Arabic in various literary journals as well as in Souffles-Anfas: A Critical Anthology from the Moroccan Journal of Culture and Politics, edited by Olivia Harrison and Teresa Villa-Ignacio. She also coordinated the creation and publication of Lanterns of Hope: A Poetry Project for Iraqi Youth, a 2016 collaboration between The University of Iowa’s International Writing Program and the US Embassy in Baghdad.

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[–] testing@fedia.io 1 points 9 months ago

from the article:

Poison

For my clumsy back, Expanding into the dirt, To my footsteps beneath my footsteps To the breath of touch.

Limits in high relief, outside limits.

The shadow for my shadow, my back.

Stunned by beauty, breathless in the silk In death’s bay.

My eyelashes fall heavy, re-touching The water, the repose Diamond-shaped, like a fractured Christ.