Thursday, October 06, 2011

Everything Moves To Live

Because I love you, everything moves
We must advance to live
Aim straight ahead toward those you love
I went toward you, endlessly toward the light
If you smile, it enfolds me all the better
The rays of your arms pierce the mist

-- From “Mourir de ne pas mourir” (“Dying Of Not Dying”) by Paul Éluard

Xeni Jardin's lovely essay on poetry and the Godard's "Alphaville" -- from which this is taken -- is here. (via Poetry Foundation).

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