Maudit by Maudit

inspired by the works and life of Arthur Rimbaud.

improvised on a sad, lonely night.

"Where, suddenly dyeing the blue, deranged fires,
And slow rhythms under the daylight’s shining stare,
Stronger than alcohol, vaster than our lyres,
Ferment for me the bitter redness of love’s glare!
I know the skies in thunderbolts, a whirlwind’s might,
And the surf, and the currents, to dusks I have been,
And dawns as sublime as exalted doves in flight,
And sometimes I have seen what men have imagined they saw!

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But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking..."




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