Elle est retrouvée Quoi ? – L’Eternité. C’est la mer allée Avec le soleil.
Arthur RimbaudPagan blood returns!
Arthur Rimbaudمن كلّ غصن، من القطرات الخضر
من البراعم المتألقة
يحسُّ في الأشياء المتفتحة
بقشعريرة اللحم
I'm now making myself as scummy as I can. Why? I want to be a poet, and I'm working at turning myself into a seer. You won't understand any of this, and I'm almost incapable of explaining it to you. The idea is to reach the unknown by the derangement of all the senses. It involves enormous suffering, but one must be strong and be a born poet. It's really not my fault.
Arthur RimbaudI could never throw Love out of the window.
Arthur RimbaudTag: love
The same bourgeois magic everywhere the mail train sets you down.
Arthur RimbaudTag: magic
True life is elsewhere
Arthur RimbaudThe Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses
Arthur RimbaudTag: poet
It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
Arthur RimbaudTag: writing
It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense,/ That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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