I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDI turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.
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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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True life is elsewhere.
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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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The poet makes himself a voyant through a long, immense reasoned deranging of all his senses. All the forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he tries to find himself, he exhausts in himself all the poisons, to keep only their quintessences.
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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Yet this is the watch by night. Let us all accept new strength, and real tenderness. And at dawn, armed with glowing patience, we will enter the cities of glory.
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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.
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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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