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Pélagie Gbaguidi

Venue: Gropius Bau

Pélagie Gbaguidi

Born 1965 in Dakar, SN – lives and works in Brussels, BE

The missing ones
Drawer 1
Dust 2
Broken nose
Piece of self

I hurt
You hurt
Never mind we are muzzled
Only the invisible link will unbind us
For centuries they have failed to see
We dance the same steps
The pace repeats until firmament

There is but one rebound
That towards an unknown
What is restitution
A little truth upon the bone eaten away by shame
Hush these words are harsh
I know we must speak no more smother

that wrath may sway towards the cry of beauty
that staying shut on all fours may
sludge all disorder

In suspension
As the bare-faced comedy acts out the same scene
The world already wearied a thousandfold
All children await a new day
All objects murmur the phrase
Restituate! With elegance like a peacock’s feather

Upright
They wait
Asleep
For the rising day
Upright
Motionless in daytime
They wait asleep to be cradled by night

Pélagie Gbaguidi

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