Muses and lizards - Poéme
Poem / Poems by Raymond Queneau
CHORUS
We lizards love Muses They Muses love the Arts With the Arts we have fun Muse with lizards
LS PLASTIC LIZARD
I knead with my tiny hands A clever piece of bread Half flute half pancake - Am I a painter or an architect?
LI LÉZARD LYRIQUE
Yes, I am the lyric lizard And here is my poetic art
I take a verse in my pocket I swallow it with a salt bite Yes here is my poetic art
THE MUSICAL LIZARD
The very musical toads Modulate at the water's edge Me lizard no less musical I sing
near a glass of ale THE LIZARD DANCER With
my agile paw I draw a symbol The gesture is easy But the spirit frivolous
THE EPIC LIZARD
I sing the exploits of the Persians Arsacides Our ancestors They ate green grapes And the teeth of their sons were annoyed Such were our confessions poor acid lizards
THE LIZARD ASTRONOMY
Dû Véga zaz 'Aldebaran I take my glasses My calculations are useless Otherwise for making
epates THE MATHEMATICIAN LIZARD
Four and four eight and one is nine A lizard is smaller than an ox 91 and 9 is 100 A lizard is stronger than a gadfly
A VIRGIN
I belong to the family Lizards ocellés My name is Pétronille Oh it's ugly Oh it's ugly
THE LIZARD FOUR
Of all I am the fourth I am measured against the tetrad I run behind the third And I precede the pentad
CHORUS
We lizards love the Muses They Muses love the Arts With the Arts we have fun We muse with the lizards
The belly on the ground and the back to the sun Our tail extended and calm of the brain
We taste a daily rest and similar To the dissolution of the sugar in water
THE MUSES
Gentle lizards love raurs Lie down in their cracks And hide your loves In these tender attics Gentle lizards you creep Under thin leaves Open open your eyes Or else the tail will lose
Nice lizards that you sing Well when your mouth is open A mosquito lurking Or some other beast
LIZARD PRACTICE
Certainly yes it is by yawning That we hunt the elephant
(The Muses go away. Pause.)
cncsua
Here we are without Muses Are we going to bother?
Because boredom
wears us out More than poverty LIZARD IN PRAYER
Come back among us O indulgent Muses
And please forgive this little joker
His poems are hollow his indigent prose
But in all his witticisms no darkness enters
THE MUSES
We must accept this kind prayer Let's redo the path we took yesterday
(The Muses return. Pause. Here is the night.)
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At night the animals run towards the swamps The newt and the frog come out of the water Crowned with mists dissolve the trees And the leaves descend towards the deaf paths The insect the spider advance slowly The toads by chance swallow some of them And wipe their mouths with the damp leaves Those which rot at the edge of the swamp No light The surface of the water glistens Phosphorus fades the shadows of vegetation Corpses of clouds fallen in the night
In the night the houses crumble like plaster
The mountain deflates the granite melts
The flint softens the limestone is a paste
There are swamps of gneiss and lead
Marl swamps where the forest flows
Whole herds fall in the opaque mud
The city disappears in the magma of mist
Over all the earth stretches the swamp
From the bottom of the swamp rises to the surface
A bubble which bursts when it arrives
At the surface This bubble which thus bursts in the night
It is night
CHORUS
We lizards love the Muses They Muses love the Arts With the Arts we have fun Muse with the lizards
(It's morning. The lizards will warm themselves in the sun.)
CURTAIN
Au cœur du Parc naturel régional des Baronnies provençales, à 5 km au sud-ouest de Laragne, les gorges de la Méouge relient la Drôme provençale aux Hautes-Alpes par une petite route qui serpente sur une dizaine de kilomètres entre Barret sur Méouge et Châteauneuf de Chabre, le long de la Méouge. La rivière turquoise bondit en cascade, forme des tourbillons, des trous d'eau, des plages de galets polis, au fond de gorges profondes et verdoyantes, baignées de chaleur et de lumière. Désignées comme une Merveille des Hautes-Alpes, les Gorges de la Méouge sont réputées pour les baignades et les promenades... classées réserve biologique et elles sont l’un des joyaux du territoire Sisteron Buëch.
Les curieux liront avec profit les panneaux explicatifs sur la faune, la flore et la géologie : vous êtes ici dans un site Natura 2000 regorgeant de plantes alpines, provençales, méditerranéennes, ibériques et même d'Afrique du Nord. Le site offre une grande diversité de milieux naturels (rivière, falaises, tufs calcaires, forêt) où vivent des espèces remarquables comme le barbeau méridional ou le lézard ocellé. Pour plus d'infos sur la géologie, la faune et la flore, écoutez la découverte audio-guidée.
Les amoureux des vieilles pierres peuvent admirer un vieux pont roman à trois arches, encore en très bon état, ainsi que les vestiges d'un moulin qui fut emporté par une crue en 1901. Il est souvent appelé à tort « Pont Romain » car il date probablement du 14ème siècle ! Au dessus des gorges le village de Pomet, perché sur le rocher, offre un beau point de vue.