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Reality being too thorny for my great personality.

--I found myself nevertheless at my lady's,

an enormous gray-blue bird soaring toward the moldings

of the ceiling and trailing my wings

through the shadows of the evening.

At the foot of the canopy supporting her adored gems

and her physical masterpieces, I was a great bear

with violet gums, fur hoary with sorrow,

Arthur Rimbaud

Young Greedyguts

Cap of silk moiré, little wand of ivory,

Clothes very dark.

Paul watches the cupboard,

sticks out little tongue at pear,

Prepares, gives a poke, and squitters.

Original French

Jeune goinfre

Casquette

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Stolen Heart

My sad heart slobbers at the poop

my heart covered with tobacco-spit

They spew streams of soup at it

My sad heart drools at the poop

Under the jeerings of the soldiers

who break out laughing

my sad heart drools at the poop

my heart covered with tobacco-spit.

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At The Green Inn, Five In The Evening (Au Cabaret-Vert, Cinq Heures Du Soir)

For a whole week I had ripped up my boots

on the stones of the roads.

I walked into Charleroi. -Into the Green Inn:

I asked for some slices of bread and butter,

and some half-cooked ham. Happy, I stuck out my legs under

the green table: I studied the artless patterns of the wallpaper

- and it was charming when the girl with the huge breasts

and lively eyes, - a kiss wouldn't scare that one!

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The Transfixed

Black in the snow and fog,

at the great lighted airshaft, their bums rounded,

on their knees, five little ones - what anguish! -

watch the baker making the heavy white bread.

They see the strong white arm that shapes

the grey dough and sets it to bake in a bright hole.

They listen to the good bread cooking.

The Baker with his fat smile hums an old tune.

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Drunken Morning

Oh, my Beautiful! Oh, my Good!

Hideous fanfare where

yet I do not stumble!

Oh, rack of enchantments!

For the first time,

hurrah for the unheard-of work,

For the marvelous body!

For the first time!

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Faun's Head

Among the foliage, green casket flecked with gold;

in the uncertain foliage that blossoms

with gorgeous flowers where sleeps the kiss,

vivid, and bursting through the sumptuous tapestry,

a startled faun shows his two eyes

and bites the crimson flowers with his white teeth.

Stained and ensanguined like mellow wine,

his mouth bursts out in laughter beneath the branches.

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A Dream For Winter

In the winter, we will leave in a small pink railway carriage

With blue cushions. We will be comfortable.

A nest of mad kisses lies In each soft corner.

You will close your eyes, in order not to see, through the glass,

The evening shadows making faces.

Those snarling monstrosities, a populace

Of black demons and black wolves.

Then you will feel your cheek scratched...

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Obscur Et Fronce

Dark, wrinkled as a purple pink,

It breathes, it nestles in that bed of moss,

Still damp from love, which hugs the slope,

The white thighs' slope, to crater's heart.

Threads, gossamer, milky tears

Wept, wept, in scouring wind

That drove them on clots of scarlet scree

Till they tumbled on the edge, were gone.

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The Sideboard

It is a high, carved sideboard made of oak.

The dark old wood, like old folks, seems kind;

Its drawers are open, and its odours soak

The darkness with the scent of strong old wine.

Its drawers are full, a final resting place

For scented, yellowed linens, scraps of clothes

Foe wives or children, worn and faded bows,

Grandmothers' collars made of figured lace;

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Being Beauteous

Against a fall

of snow,

a Being Beauiful,

and very tall.

Whistlings of death and circles of faint music

Make this adored body, swelling and trembling

Like a specter, rise...

Black and scarlet gashes burst in the gleaming flesh.

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Drunken Coachman

Unwashed

Drinks:

Mother-of-pearl

Sees:

Bitter

Law,

Carriage

Falls!

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