BLACK CAT POEMS
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(Camille Faust 1872-1945)
translated by Jethro Bithell
OPEN the door, my daughter, hark!
Someone is knocking in the dark.
--I cannot go to see what stranger knocks,
Before the mirror I do dress my locks.
Open the door, my daughter fair,
There is someone who is fainting there!
--I cannot open now, my hands
Are through my corset threading silk ribands.
O my daughter, open the door!
I am old, I can rise no more ...
--Father, I cannot go and look,
I am busy with my button-hook.
Perhaps a dead man there is lying,
The wind behind the door is crying!
--Had he been handsome, I had felt the call:
My breasts have quivered not at all.
poems by Camille Mauclair