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This poem is taken from PN Review 240, Volume 44 Number 4, March - April 2018.

‘Wind in the Spruce Trunks’ translated by Yvonne Reddick Maurice Chappaz
Yvonne Reddick

translates from the French
Maurice Chappaz’s ‘Wind in the Spruce Trunks’


Those fat-necked pimps with the red flea of the Legion of Horror in their
buttonholes are gambling the country away at cards. A fist thumps the table.
            – Monte Rosa! – Take Mont Gris! – Rotten trafficking. Not my fault. –
Trump! Two TVs, five MPs. – Seven entrepreneurs. – Payoff, trumps! – A cheat?

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