The Blue Diadem E-Book

Anthony Salaün

• Herausgeber: Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Seitenzahl: 15

Beschreibung

I had to go back and take that again. I wanted to pay this final tribute to my 2 American muses a point of honor. Indeed, they were my penpals for 4 years. But an unfortunate event caused by a nasty hacker put an end to this correspondence and to my social network. Cruel end... Love, Anthony. Il m'a fallu y revenir et le reprendre. Je voulais mettre un point d'honneur à cet ultime hommage à mes 2 muses américaines. En effet, elles furent mes correspondantes pendant 4 ans. Mais un événement fâcheux causé par un méchant pirate informatique a mis un terme à cette correspondance ainsi qu'à mon réseau social. Cruelle fin... Bisous, Anthony.

Leseprobe

La mer crie entre les jours sans couleur. Et sa sirène, à l'esprit bleu, s'en va pour arranger son lourd diadème sensible. Car le désir n'a pas été entendu par des filles-passeports, de force et de plaisir. Il s'est évaporé dans l'intervalle d'un mort solitaire.

The sea screams between colorless days. And her blue-spirited mermaid leaves to arrange her heavy sensitive diadem. For desire has not been heard by passport-girls, of strength and pleasure. It evaporated in the interval of a solitary death.

Anthony

The blue diadem

(english version)

It happened five years ago, near him, criss-crossing the brave battle of Omaha Beach, and in his contemplation, the quiet hero noticed a reef flush with the water, with the binoculars, facing him, the only reef emerging on Omaha's long beach...

A permanent wind blew across the expanse, and the breakers continued their descent onto the shore until the end of time. Our solitary stroller remained fascinated and spellbound by this vision. He adjusted his binoculars to get a better look. He tried to understand the nature of the reef that had suddenly appeared. And the reef appeared and disappeared as the waves rolled in. This geometrical shape appeared to be waiting for our loner.

– Oh my god, I seem to have not my wits about me, but what I see emerging from the sea and staring at me is like a warning. It's the warning that lonely people dread. It seems that the mermaid is warning me of an imminent danger, more merciless than human society. According to legend, the designated victim is persecuted and harassed for a lifetime, even to the point of suicide, in order to alleviate his torment. And couples never get a glimpse of this mermaid, only the offended loners do.