Charles Baudelaire Poems on Pleasure (7 Poems)

The Voyage (Charles Baudelaire Poems)

? Maxime du CampIFor the child, in love with globe, and stamps,the universe equals his vast appetite.Ah! How great the world is in the light of the lamps!In the eyes of memory, how small and slight!One morning we set out, … Continue reading →

Les Chats (Cats) (Charles Baudelaire Poems)

Les amoureux fervents et les savants aust?resAiment ?galement, dans leur m?re saison,Les chats puissants et doux, orgueil de la maison,Qui comme eux sont frileux et comme eux s?dentaires. Amis de la science et de la volupt?Ils cherchent le silence et … Continue reading →

Evening Twilight (Charles Baudelaire Poems)

Here’s the criminal’s friend, delightful evening:come like an accomplice, with a wolf’s loping:slowly the sky’s vast vault hides each feature,and restless man becomes a savage creature.Evening, sweet evening, desired by him who can saywithout his arms proving him a liar: … Continue reading →

Morning Twilight (Charles Baudelaire Poems)

Reveille was sounding on barrack-squares,and the wind of dawn blew on lighted stairs.It was the hour when a swarm of evil visionstorments swarthy adolescents, when pillows hum:when, a bloodshot eye, throbbing and quivering,the lamp makes a reddened stain on the … Continue reading →

BALCONY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)

MOTHER of memories, mistress of mistresses, O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire, Thou shalt recall the beauty of caresses, The charm of evenings by the gentle fire, Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses! The eves illumined by the … Continue reading →

CONTEMPLATION (Charles Baudelaire Poem)

THOU, O my Grief, be wise and tranquil still, The eve is thine which even now drops down, To carry peace or care to human will, And in a misty veil enfolds the town. While the vile mortals of the … Continue reading →

Benediction (Charles Baudelaire Poem)

When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror At God’s pity, cries out with fists curled: “Ah! I’d rather You’d will me a snake’s skin Than to keep … Continue reading →