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Achernar: Mouths of Rivers


This is flooding inside of me
Like a nebulous waterfall.
Between my tears, something screams.
It’s a silent explosion, breaking the wall.

Behind my eyes, a new constellation…
Another light (is) possible, a new sun,
Taking the blue without resignation.
Inside of me, all the rivers run.

And I take a look into the mirror
Where my thoughts are crossing.
I vibrate like the ninth star, I explore
Mouths of rivers, the sky, its wide opening.

Binary system, spectral, bright…
My choices are between two atmospheres.
Taking the blue, fleeing the white,
I follow my own star from nothing to nowhere.

Never above the horizon, isolated from the currents,
I become magnetic, without any lament.
Calling me, Achernar…
Breaking the rules, so lunar…
Calling me, Achernar…
My blood, so stellar…
I’m the ninth brightest star.
I’m mouths of rivers, I’m Achernar.

© Aline Boussaroque

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