Visual Poetry

'Il pleut' (it's raining) by Guillaume Apollinaire 
from his book of poetry, 'Calligrammes', 
first published in 1918

(loose english translation below is my own)

artist & poet
exploring text & language
through sound & visual poetry

(1)

voices of women fall like rain, as if they were dead, even in memory

it is you too that it rains, marvelous encounters of my life, oh sweet droplets!

(2)

and those rearing clouds begin to neigh, a whole universe of urban soundscapes

listen, if it rains, while regret and disdain weep an ancient music

listen to the breaking of the chains that bind you from above and below.