The old attic was emptied
a few weeks ago
when nobody was present
it yielded
a harvest of sweet broken objects
that had been useless
for quite a long time
sanctified by time
and blessed by dust
the only way to indulge
in a childish dream now
will be in past memories
through the open window
the world came in all of a sudden
making loss too visible
and the light that is shed
on the deserted attic
has lost its charm
and the magic power it had
to turn anything
into some extraordinary treasure
Claude Lopez-Ginisty
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