Reseda (Paul Colinet Poems)
Step-ladder, tiny pyramid for miserly hunchbacks, near-sighted reckoner, the reseda, gathered in its cunninglittle cabin, breaks up, clears itself of ...
Paul Colinet Poems (35 Poems)
The Valise (Paul Colinet Poems)
The valise is a female greyhound of the water-henfamily. Essentially transportable, she's distinguishedfrom the water-hen community by the fact that ...
Black Soap (Paul Colinet Poems)
Saturday always means a pail of open oysters and agaping plank, over there, in the corner of the woodwhere Oger, ...
Ruler Of Gold (Paul Colinet Poems)
I've only known one emperor in my life. He calledhimself Zenon and did odd jobs at my parents' house.He worked ...
Nat Pinkerton (Paul Colinet Poems)
The blue glasses, found in an elevated railroad car,belong to the victim, Lady Morton.But Nat and the coroner, misled to ...
The Bell’s Dress (Paul Colinet Poems)
She's morning's residence. She's as clear as she isinvisible, as tranquil as forgotten lands.Her hair is golden, her smooth windows ...
The Subscriber (Paul Colinet Poems)
He places the maid of his works in the sunlight. She isborn, like several others, in Cortil-Noirmont. Thislocality must be ...
The Sign Of Eternity (Paul Colinet Poems)
We'd grown wiser. We might have become nosegays, on theday's silver lattices.When someone rapped on our door, we heard the ...
The Winter Cuckoo (Paul Colinet Poems)
A cuckoo, larger than the forest, digs a hole in thestill warm, ashen landscape.The butt of a rifle spreads over ...
A Trapped Fawn (Paul Colinet Poems)
A trapped fawn: I fix her up, I dress her, I help herrecover, I imprison her in a tower. I ...
The Forbidden Hunt (Paul Colinet Poems)
I kill the third bird while watching myself in theglass.The first I had taken for a chair, one of those ...
Thin Man’s Game (Paul Colinet Poems)
He takes a rather spacious meadow, with a sky to match.He sits in the south or at the back, according ...
Similar Cases (Paul Colinet Poems)
One would be tired, the other was also, but bodily. Thetired man was doing absolutely nothing. The otherseemed to act ...
Family Life (Paul Colinet Poems)
An uncle smokes a pipe, blows smoke, knows his target.An abbot traces a lion, builds a cardboard cone.The oldest child ...
The Elephant’s Spectacles (Paul Colinet Poems)
The dormouse was an ice-floe of the mammoth era.The wind turned leaves in the washed linen.They heard the sun approach ...
The Misfortune (Paul Colinet Poems)
He followed, point by point, the instructions on thehand-bill.Carefully, prudently, he folded the paper in quarters,then in tens, then again ...
Bob (Paul Colinet Poems)
He gently does his angelic work.The school has four walls and its windows playdominoes.Daytime opens its laughing drawers: yellow battles,slow ...
Prosepoem (Paul Colinet Poems)
Two ladies climb the lower street.One is dressed in black, the other in black, the third,undressed.These ladies are charged with ...
The Candle (Paul Colinet Poems)
The soup with jonquils that's eaten at the fairies'house, a dull little spoon gave me the recipe.One evening it lured ...
The Sleeping Calf (Paul Colinet Poems)
In times of swollen cheeks, when the clay bugles roar,the little railroads of gold coins run, in festoons,around the country.Oh ...
Schooldays (Paul Colinet Poems)
Thursday is always pleasant with frost and a naked girlon the country's palm.The merchant of clouds counts the precious stones ...
The Nobleman Of Bellgourd (Paul Colinet Poems)
The nobleman steps down from his carriage.It's a district in the mountain valley.The white shapes of old hands knit caps ...
Ponce (Paul Colinet Poems)
Standing up, weightless, Ponce has walls.They're thin. They tremble. It's a forest.These are princes washing themselves, unsettledquarrels, or a lot ...
The Switchman (Paul Colinet Poems)
On summer evenings, the king's daughter is liable topass.The pebbles keep a sharp eye.The switchman goes home to bed. His ...
Retreating Zone (Paul Colinet Poems)
I would feast on scoundrels and fall into step.When the cage was parting from the bird, I was arrivingat my ...
The Provinces (Paul Colinet Poems)
We were hoping to spend Saturday in the parlor inArabian sacks.It used to have a ladder under its arm and ...
Candycanes (Paul Colinet Poems)
The chairs? White, of course. With pretty littletrombones. And cabbage-bows, to honor the party behindthe elephants, important gentlemen, courteous, carriedaway ...
Merisette (Paul Colinet Poems)
What was it a question of? A hair's breath, in all.A tree was catching fire, a pond was sulking, a ...
The Absence Of Color (Paul Colinet Poems)
The felled tree still has a tree house.It also is left supporting this or that branch, withits birds.But the birds ...
The Green Sphere (Paul Colinet Poems)
My God, the garden and its jasmines has been pleateduntil it's no larger than a happy little hand, playingwith the ...