Carole Carcillo Mesrobian [France]

on the table
an empty plate
in the lazy darkness
scatters splashes of moonlight
beveled by moments
and projecting
like a sword of fire rolls at the edge of your gaze

through the open window you listen to a memory
clad in
glazed
with words gone
for such an eternity
that you no longer have a name
and the grass no longer has one and the color of the trees
crumbles into the earth
for such an eternity
that the gaping words suffocate your speech
and drink your loneliness

 
*
 
you hope that nothing will change
But the rain will wash our faces
And slowly make our words disappear
You know this and I know it
the avalanche of days that you watch
like a child hoping
to catch the light
without seizing the nights

*
 
the acacia tree resembled
the breaks in the air
of voices
pushing splashes on
the dawn in clothes of madness
cut through the words
of black crystal
opaque and millimeter-thin
shreds of history
in the impossible luminescence
of a time riddled with flesh
disjointed
by the roughness of a chronology
pulverized
yet
pushed there into the belly
of an earth
immediate
sometimes resembled
celestial sand
the acacia
with oblivion
 

(from “Falloir", éditions de Corlevour, 2025)
 

 
 
Author’s Bionote:
 
*Carole Carcillo Mesrobian is a poet, magazine editor, literary and art critic, radio producer, and publisher. She has written some fifteen poetry collections and contributed to numerous anthologies and collective works. She also writes critical articles for numerous print and online magazines. She edits the online poetry magazine "Recours au poème", is secretary general of Transignum Publishing, runs Oxybia Publishing, produces and hosts the literary programme “L’ire Du Dire" on Radio “Fréquence Paris Plurielle" 106.3 FM, and is the President of the French PEN Club.