Texte original :
“A plague has stricken the moths, the moths are dying,
their bodies are flakes of bronze on the carpet lying.
Enemies of the delicate everywhere
have breathed a pestilent mist into the air.
Lament for the velvety moths, for the moths were lovely.
Often their tender thoughts, for they thought of me,
eased the neurotic ills that haunt the day.
Now an invisible evil takes them away.
I move through the shadowy rooms, I cannot be still,
I must find where the treacherous killer is concealed.
Feverishly I search and still they fall
as fragile as ashes broken against a wall.
Now that the plague has taken the moths away,
who will be cooler than curtains against the day,
who will come early and softly to ease my lot
as I move through the shadowy rooms with a troubled heart?
Give them, O mother of moths and mother of men,
strength to enter the heavy world again,
for delicate were the moths and badly wanted
here in a world by mammoth figures haunted!”
Dramaturge américain. Connu pour sa pièce Un Tramway nommé désir.
Les pièces de Tennessee sont préoccupées par les extrêmes de la brutalité humaine et de l’attitude sexuelle : la folie, le viol, la nymphomanie ainsi que les morts violentes et fantastiques.
Voir la section Littérature pour une biographie complète.
VOIR AUSSI :
- Moths [Expressions]
- “You didn’t need to do that / Don’t forget all that I took off her / You needn’t have been so cruel to someone alone as she is / Delicate article she is / She is, she was / You didn’t know blanche as a girl / Nobody, nobody, was tender and trusting as she was / But people like you abused her and forced her to change” [Samples]