March 4, 2011

Image extraite du film de Jane Campion, In the Cut (2003)

He paces the blue rug. It is the end of summer,
the end of his excursions in the sun. He
may now close his eyes as if they were tired flowers
and feel no sense of duty towards the corridor,
the recherché, the trees; they are all on his face,
a lumpy portrait, a painted desert. He is crying.
Only a few feet away the grass is green, the rug 
he sees is grass; and people fetch each other in
and out of shadows there, chuckling and symmetrical (...).

Franck O'Hara, On Looking at "La Grande Jatte," the Czar Wept Anew
in Meditations in an emergency, Grove Press NYC.


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