André BRETON – Working manuscript of his poem “Lumière-ai dit”.

André Breton (1896.1966)

Autograph manuscript.

A page in-4°.

Slnd [Circa 1930]

Working manuscript, with erasures and corrections, of his poem Lumière ai dit .

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Light, did I say it's true, the shadow is too likely

She even has blue eyes, doesn't she?

ancient Rome

The words also go away when I stay (did I tell the truth)

In my place there are men who go hunting

And who look behind them as if the birds they have already killed were waiting for them

The moss that rolls like it is jealous of the dust of the stones

It seems that children look like their mirror 

And it is only later that they have the opposite illusion

There is no image in the mirror or anywhere else

There are only lengths according to horse racing vocabulary

This is why obstacles are sometimes deadly

But what about the rider who would take a hundred years to emerge from his own shadow?

Where his horse's foot has passed the shadow of this foot causes the grass to grow back

As if this shadow alone was true

But the smile has no homeland