I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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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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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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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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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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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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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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
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Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don’t know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.
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O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.
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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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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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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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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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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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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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I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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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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