Metropolitan (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
From the indigo straits to Ossian's seas, on pink and orange sands washed by the vinous sky, crystal boulevards have ...
From the indigo straits to Ossian's seas, on pink and orange sands washed by the vinous sky, crystal boulevards have ...
So full am I of anxious thought, Though all the morn king-grass I've sought, To fill my arms I ...
When I see,High on the tip-top twig of a tree, Something blue by the breezes stirred,But so far up that ...
To walk as you walk, green eye, smiler, notEven ostentatiously alone but simplyAlone… arching the back in courteous discourtesy,Gathering the ...
When you are feeling out of gearAnd blue as indigo; The world devoid of any cheer, Your spirits rather low;Now ...
For one carved instant as they flew,The language had no simile-Silver, crystal, ivoryWere tarnished. Etched upon the horizon blue,The frieze ...
Before you thought of spring,Except as a surmise,You see, God bless his suddenness,A fellow in the skiesOf independent hues,A little ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
Where the sober-colored cultivator smiles On his byles; Where the cholera, the cyclone, and the crow Come and go; Where ...
Indigo is the color of creation heavens, the formless void indigo is for the heavens, a color of creation Blue ...
A hushed purple trumpet hangs heavy on its vine, held by the connections, the hooks the nature of itself, wet ...
Before you thought of Spring Except as a Surmise You see -- God bless his suddenness -- A Fellow in ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
"I will arise and go unto my father" MALKUTH Dark, dark all dark! I cower, I cringe. ...
Long days, short nights, this Southern summer Fixes the mind within its timeless place. Athwart pale limbs the brazen hummer ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze, Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, Dims the cave of ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
Last night my soul cried, "O exalted sphere of Heaven, you hang indeed inverted, with flames in your belly. "Without ...
(published on BLINKING EYE, http://www.blinking-eye.co.uk/writer/padel2.html ) Then spoke the thunder, shattering the looming blackness of our national life. The rumble ...
You never saw the spring my love Or the red tailed hawk circling high above On feathered wings my love ...
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