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A poet offers a sequence of intimate prose vignettes that trace the arrival and early life of his daughter, blending domestic detail, religious devotion, and rich natural imagery. He frames these recollections with a dedication to the Virgin, tender fatherly observation, and meditations on guardian angels, birth rites, and neighborhood rhythms. Pastoral scenes of birds and flowers mingle with humble theological reflection, and the pieces alternate lyrical description and simple narrative to explore parenthood, faith, and the poetic imagination as they emerge from everyday moments.
Ta mère regrette que tu ne puisses déjà soutenir une branche de laurier bénit d’où pendent des œufs de sucre, des gâteaux, des noix dorées. Tu n’élèves vers le Seigneur que tes mains nues, séparées des poignets ronds par un pli fin comme un fil de soie auquel rien n’est attaché.