in ceasing to exist gods create in the air
an emptiness where the light comes to settle
all their monuments gather around the edge
the earth underneath congeals its ancient waves
see the god descending from the pediment
he was supposed to induce the rain’s downfall
it’s the sky today that drops into the rock
to very gingerly liberate our heart
and elongate the view toward the end of time
same at its core to the Caribbean sea
its green water took the divine in its folds
all then ends up in rumbling and murmuring
all began in an identical manner
—-Bernard Noël
I would like to find the original of this. Translation by Elena Rivera in The Nation (10 October 2011: 34).
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 