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Un poème de Wislawa Szymborska, Prix Nobel de littérature en 1996.

Tortures

Nothing has changed.

The body is susceptible to pain,

it must eat and breathe air and sleep,

it has thin skin and blood right underneath,

an adequate stock of teeth and nails,

its bones are breakable, its joints are stretchable.

In tortures all this is taken into account.

Nothing has changed.

The body shudders as it shuddered

before the founding of Rome and after,

in the twentieth century before and after Christ.

Tortures are as they were, it’s just the earth that’s grown smaller,

and whatever happens seems right on the other side of the wall.

Nothing has changed. It’s just that there are more people,

besides the old offenses new ones have appeared,
real, imaginary, temporary, and none,

but the howl with which the body responds to them,

was, is and ever will be a howl of innocence

according to the time-honored scale and tonality.

Nothing has changed. Maybe just the manners, ceremonies, dances.

Yet the movement of the hands in protecting the head is the same.

The body writhes, jerks and tries to pull away,

its legs give out, it falls, the knees fly up,

it turns blue, swells, salivates and bleeds.

Nothing has changed. Except for the course of boundaries,

the line of forests, coasts, deserts and glaciers.

Amid these landscapes traipses the soul,

disappears, comes back, draws nearer, moves away,

alien to itself, elusive, at times certain, at others uncertain of its own existence,

while the body is and is and is

and has no place of its own.

Wallflower, une chanson de Peter Gabriel

Six by six—from wall to wall

Shutter on the windows, no light at all

Damp on the floor, you got damp in the bed

They’re trying to get you crazy—get you out of your head

They feed you scraps and they feed you lies

To lower your defenses, no compromise

Nothing you can do, the day can be long

Your mind is working overtime, your body’s not too strong

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