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Arthur Rimbaud

Eternity It has been found again. What? – Eternity. It is the sea fled away With the sun. Sentinel soul, Let us whisper the confession Of the night full of nothingness And the day on fire. From humain approbation, From common urges You diverge here And fly off as you may. Since from you alone,… Continue reading Arthur Rimbaud

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Arthur Rimbaud

He would say, “How funny it will all seem, all you’ve gone through, when I’m not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away some day, far away…” And in that instant I… Continue reading Arthur Rimbaud

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Arthur Rimbaud

A Winter Dream In winter we’ll travel in a little pink carriageWith cushions of blue.We’ll be fine. A nest of mad kisses waitsIn each corner too. You’ll shut your eyes, not to see, through the glass,Grimacing shadows of evening,Those snarling monsters, a crowd going pastOf black wolves and black demons. Then you’ll feel your cheek… Continue reading Arthur Rimbaud

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Arthur Rimbaud

                        And then It’s just too beautiful. Don’t say a word. –A boulevard without traffic or trade, Every drama muted, every comedy stilled, An infinite collection of scenes. I know you, and stare at you in silence. —Arthur Rimbaud, Rimbaud Complete, Volume 1. (Modern Library; Reprint edition, January 14, 2003)

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