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Charles Baudelaire

The Poet is like this monarch of the clouds
riding the storm above the marksman’s range;
exiled on the ground, hooted and jeered,
he cannot walk because of his great wings.

—Charles Baudelaire, from “The Albatross,” Les Fleurs Du Mal (David R. Godine October 1st 1983. Originally published 1857.

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