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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS APPEAL-PROHIBITED BLOOD, by AIME CESAIRE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Always, less lively than beautiful, the air , save for this breath
Last Line: Earth, self-conscious, clipped, reduced, in breach of fauna
Subject(s): Negritude (literary Movement)
First Line: Always, less lively than beautiful, the air , save for this breath
Last Line: Earth, self-conscious, clipped, reduced, in breach of fauna
Subject(s): Negritude (literary Movement)
1
At the end of the small hours burgeoning with frail coves the hungry
Antilles, the Antilles pitted with smallpox, the Antilles dynamited by alcohol,
stranded in the mud of this bay, in the dust of this town sinisterly stranded.
2
At the end of the small hours, the extreme, deceptive desolate eschar
on the wound of the waters; the martyrs who do not bear witness; the
flowers of blood that fade and scatter in the empty wind like the cries
of babbling parrots; an aged life mendaciously smiling, its lips opened by
vacated agonies; an aged poverty rotting under the sun, silently; an aged
silence bursting with tepid pustules
3
the dreadful inanity of our raison d'??tre.
4
At the end of the small hours, on this very fragile earth thickness exceeded
in a humiliating way by its grandiose future-the volcanoes will explode,&
the naked water will bear away the ripe sun stains and nothing will be left
but a tepid bubbling pecked at by sea birds-the beach of dreams and the
insane awakening.
5
At the end of the small hours, this town sprawled-flat, toppled from
its common sense, inert, winded under its geometric weight of an eternally
renewed cross, indocile to its fate, mute, vexed no matter what, incapable of
growing according to the juice of this earth, encumbered, clipped, reduced,
in breach of its fauna and flora.
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