Tristan Tzara, Mine
Illustrations created for the texts of Mine of Tristan Tzara.
“It was the day of fear. Riot and rumbled in the distance, smoke from fires twisted linen sky. Mothers ran, children on the arms. Refuges, drowsiness in your shadow lyrics, how sweet was the relaxation of the flesh! But the memory remained injured, even when peace had returned with the sun, who absorbed burns and wiped the blood.”
“I measured the universal force, but latent, of oblivion.”
“One day I saw the loneliness. At the top of a hill, a horse, single one, stationary, was set in a world stopped.”
“I left to later the care to see what we would see. But who can say that the promises have been fulfilled?”
“What were you running away from, if not your own steps?”
“Of course, nobody knows the word that will open the door for you. The key is in you and you’re lost.”