Posts Tagged ‘rimbaud’

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The Stars Wept Red – Arthur Rimbaud

January 18, 2009

The Stars Wept Red

The stars wept red at the heart of your ears,
The infinite rolled white at the nape of your back;
The sea beaded rose at your russet breasts,
And Man bled black at your sovereign thighs.

Translated – Dana Wilde

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A Dream for Winter – Arthur Rimbaud

January 18, 2009

A Dream for Winter

In the winter, we will leave in a small pink railway carriage
With blue cushions.
We will be comfortable. A nest of mad kisses lies
In each soft corner.

You will close your eyes, in order not to see, through the glass,
The evening shadows making faces.
Those snarling monstrosities, a populace
Of black demons and black wolves.

Then you will feel your cheek scratched…
A little kiss, like a mad spider,
Will run around your neck…

And you will say to me: “Get it!” as you bend your neck
And we will take a long time to find that creature
Which travels a great deal.