First Communions (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
Truly, they're stupid, these village churchesWhere fifteen ugly chicks soiling the pillarsListen, trilling out their divine responses,To a black freak ...
Arthur Rimbaud Poems (24 Poems)
What One Says To The Poet On The Subject Of Flowers (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
I Thus, ever, towards the azure nightWhere there quivers a topaz sea,Will function in your evening lightThe Lilies, those clysters ...
Genie (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
He is love and the present because he has opened our house to winter's foam and to the sound of ...
Jeanne-Marie’s Hands (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
Jeanne-Marie has strong hands; dark hands tanned by the summer, pale hands like dead hands. Are they the hands of ...
Lives (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
I.O the enormous avenues of the Holy Land, the temple terraces! What has become of the Brahman who explained the ...
The Sisters Of Charity (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
That bright-eyed and brown-skinned youth,The fine twenty-year body that should go naked,That, brow circled with copper, under the moon,An unknown ...
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 ...
Historic Evening (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
On an evening, for example, when the naive tourist has retired from our economic horrors, a master's hand awakens the ...
Side Show (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
Very sturdy rogues. Several have exploited your worlds. With no needs, and in no hurryto make use of their brilliant ...
The Song Of The Highest Tower (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
1. (From: Fetes de la Patience) Idle YouthBy all things enslavedThrough sensitivityI've wasted my days.Ah! Let the moment comeWhen hearts ...
Promontory (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
Golden dawn and shivering evening find our brig lying by oppositethis villa and its dependencies which form a promontory as ...
Working People (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
O that warm February morning! The untimely south came to stir up our absurd paupers' memories, our young distress. Henrika ...
Vigils (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
I. It is a repose in the light, neither fever nor languor, on a bed or on a meadow. It ...
Golden Age (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
One of the voices Always angelic - It is about me, - Sharply expresses itself : Those thousand questionsSpreading their ...
O Seasons, O Chateaux (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
1. (From: Fetes de la Patience) O seasons, O chateaux,Where is the flawless soul?O seasons, O chateaux, The magic study ...
The Bridges (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
Skies the gray of crystal. A strange design of bridges, some straight, some arched, others descending at oblique angles to ...
The Stolen Heart (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
My sad heart leaks at the poop,My heart covered in filthy shag:They squirt it with jets of soup,My sad heart ...
The Parents (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
We are your Grand-Parents, the Grown-Ups! Covered with the cold sweats of the moon and the greensward. Our dry wines ...
The Famous Victory Of Saarbrucken (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
At centre, the Emperor, blue-yellow, in apotheosis,Gallops off, ramrod straight, on his fine gee-gee,Very happy - since everything he sees ...
The Sleeper In The Valley (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
It's a green hollow where a river singsMadly catching white tatters in the grass.Where the sun on the proud mountain ...
State Of Siege (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
The poor omnibus driver under the tin canopy, warming a huge chilblain inside his glove, follows his heavy omnibus along ...
Obscur Et Fronce (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
Dark, wrinkled as a purple pink,It breathes, it nestles in that bed of moss,Still damp from love, which hugs the ...
Winter Festival (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
The cascade resounds behind operetta huts. Fireworks prolong, through the orchards and avenues near the Meander,-- the greens and reds ...
Novel (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
I. No one's serious at seventeen. --On beautiful nights when beer and lemonade And loud, blinding cafés are the last ...