You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDThe 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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True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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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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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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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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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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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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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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I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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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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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.
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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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