Poems by Arthur Rimbaud
From 'The Cupboard' (Le buffet)
... De cheveux blancs ou blonds, les portraits, les fleurs sèches ...
Hunger
... ts sting would wake me at cockcrow-- ad matutinum, at the Christus venit-- in the soberest of cities ...
Lilies
... a [wound-searching,] cleansing love! ...
Memory
... The frolic of angels - No the current of gold in motion moves its arms, ...
Nina's Reply (Les Reparties De Nina)
... Changing to rose-colour in the fresh air the blue tint which encircles ...
Obscur Et Fronce
... It breathes, it nestles in that bed of moss, ...
Drunken Coachman
... Falls! Woman Tumbles: ...
L'Idole.. Sonnet Du Trou Du Cul
... Has made this its fawn-coloured tear-bottle and its nest of sobs ...
People In Church
... recite their unending complaint to Jesus who is dreaming up there, ...
Cities Vagabonds
... Castles of wood and crystal move on tracks and invisible winches ...
War
... nde où je subis tous les succès civils, respecté de l'enfance étrange et des affections énormes ...
The Orphans' New Year's Gift
... In the old home all is warm and flushed: no longer are there mourning garments strewn on the floor, ...
Being Beauteous
... The true colors of life grow dark, Shimmering and sperate ...
Departure
... O Tumult! O Visions! These are the stops of life ...
Antique
... Your heart beats in that belly where sleeps the double sex ...
