Monday, 22 October 2007

Merry-go-round...

Mister, cause I want to ride?
Down South where I come from
White and colored
Can't sit side by side
Down South on the train
There's a Jim Crow car
On the bus we're put in the back
But there ain't no back
To a merry-go-round!
Where's the horse
For a kid that's black?

Hey, Mister, cause I want to ride?
Where's the horse for a kid
Where's the horse for a kid
That's black? That's black

Where is the Jim Crow section
On this merry-go-round
Mister, cause I want to ride?
Down South where I come from
White and colored
Can't sit side by side
Down South on the train
There's a Jim Crow car
On the bus we're put in the back
But there ain't no back
To a merry-go-round!
Where's the horse
For a kid that's black?

Where's the horse for a kid
Where's the horse for a kid
That's black? That's black

Texte de Langston Hugues, 1942


Et les mots de Jean-Marc... Rosa Parks. Le hasard, s'il existe...

Sunday, 7 October 2007

Mirage...


...le regard perdu, le regard qui s'oublie loin sur les vagues, si bien qu'on ne voit plus (...) qu'un ciel... s'abiment les yeux comme on s'évade...