Always For The First Time
Poem excerpt by Andre Breton, French founder of the Surrealist movement.
“Always for the first time
Hardly do I know you by sight
You return at some hour of the night to a house at an angle to my window
A wholly imaginary house
It is there that from one second to the next
In the inviolate darkness
I anticipate once more the fascinating rift occurring
The one and only rift
In the façade and in my heart
The closer I come to you
In reality
The more the key sings at the door of the unknown room
Where you appear alone before me
At first you coalesce entirely with the brightness
The elusive angle of a curtain
It's a field of jasmine I gazed upon at dawn on a road in the vicinity of Grasse”
Andre Breton’s beautiful love poem blends the lines between dream and reality. It is an odd to a lover he has not met yet, but one he is willing to wait for every day. It is a poem that (for me) evokes the same whimsical-loving feeling when I await the arrival of my dearest, most ardent Self, as I enter a prayer or meditational practice.
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