Poems by Guillaume Apollinaire
There Is
... for coffins There are women somewhere in Mexico pleading with wild cries ...
Shadow
... You who love me so much that you will never leave me ...
Acrobats
... They have burdens round or square ...
La Chanson Du Malaime
... Qui tombent ces vagues de briques ...
Automne
... ement dans le brouillard d'automneQui cache les hameaux pauvres et vergogneuxEt s'en allant là ...
Saltimbanques
... loignent au long des jardinsDevant l'huis des auberges grisesPar les villages sans é ...
