fondu au noir

reality is too complex
for oral communication.
But legend embodies it
in a form
which enables it to spread
all over the world.

Good evening Madame
and you Monsieur
The following is only a tender farewell
From a homeless refugee
Who on the stage thought to find
In words, a gentle refuge
O! You young masters and mistresses
Accept without any anger
The complaint of a traveler
Who followed a princess
Into a theater heavens, what misfortune.
The idiot thought in his fright
That if any freedom remained
In our unloved Europe
It was in spoken promises
That flow from the actor's body
How many letters?
How many images?
How many books, all well-written
Were sent in spite of the storm
But received in recompense
Only absence, silence, indifference?