AFTER ALBERT GIRAUD

After two poems from Albert Giraud’s Héros et Pierrots (1898)

1/ Evocation

O Madonna of Hysterias!
Surmount the altar of my verse,
The fury of the sword traverse
Your dry and meagre breasts.

Your sore wounds dolorous
seem like opening red eyes:
O Madonna of Hysterias!
Surmount the altar of my verse.

Your long hands with their poverties
Tend the unlikely universe
Your Son’s limbs gangrenous,
The corpse falls from the Cross ,
O Madonna of Hysterias!


2/ Red Mass

For the cruel Eucharist,
Under the gold gleam blinding
And tapers with flames disturbing,
Pierrot leaves the sacristy.

His hand, grace invests,
Tears his white bedecking,
For the cruel Eucharist,
Under the gold gleam blinding,


With great gesture of amnesty
He shows the faithful trembling
His heart held up and bleeding,
- a horrible red host to see
For the cruel Eucharist. 

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