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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEATH OF GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE, by TRISTAN TZARA Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: We know nothing Last Line: Death would be a fine long journey %and limitless holidays for flesh structures and bones Alternate Author Name(s): Rosenstock, Sami; Rosenfeld, S. Subject(s): Apollinaire, Guillaume (1880-1918); Dadaism; Poetry And Poets; Surrealism | |||
We know nothing We know nothing of grief The bitter season of cold Ploughs long furrows in our muscles He would have rather enjoyed delight in victory We wise beneath calm sorrows caged Unable to do a thing If the snow fell upwards If the sun rose among us during the night To warm us And the trees hung there in a wreath - The only tear - If the birds were among us to be mirrored In the tranquil lake above our heads WE MIGHT UNDERSTAND Death would be a long and beautiful voyage And an endless holiday for the flesh for structure for bone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE ROAD TO SAN ROMANO by ANDRE BRETON YOU TAKE THE FIRST STREET TO THE RIGHT by ROBERT DESNOS ARBITRARY FATE by ROBERT DESNOS BUT I WAS NOT UNDERSTOOD by ROBERT DESNOS DOOR TO THE SECOND INFINITY by ROBERT DESNOS |
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