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A SEASON IN HELL, SELECTION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Once, long ago - if I remember rightly - my life was a sumptuous feast
Last Line: These sparse hideous pages from my notebook of the damned.
Subject(s): Hell


A SEASON IN HELL: ILL WILL; MAUVAIS SANG, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: I await god greedily. Now that I am accursed, I detest my country
Last Line: Hunger, thirst, shouts, dance, dance, dance, dance!
Subject(s): Desire


A SEASON IN HELL: MORNING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Yet now I think I have finished the tale of my inferno
Last Line: The song of the skies, the march of peoples! Slaves, let us not curse life.
Subject(s): Christmas; Nativity, The


A SEASON IN HELL: THE ALCHEMY OF WORDS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Listen. The tale of one of my follies
Last Line: That is over. Now I know how to greet beauty.
Subject(s): Dreams; Language; Nightmares; Words; Vocabulary


AFTER THE FLOOD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As soon as the thought of the flood had subsided
Last Line: And we do not


AFTER THE FLOOD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As soon as the idea of the flood was assuaged


AFTER THE FLOOD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As soon as the idea of the flood abated
Subject(s): Winter


ANCIENT ANIMALS SULLIED THEMSELVES..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: In woods teeming with foolish children


AND THE NEW YEAR HAD ALREADY BEGUN..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: And to her maternal lips joins his lips divine


ANGRY CAESAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: This man, pale, walks the flowering lawns
Last Line: Like evenings at st. Cloud, a thin blue haze


ANGUISH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Can she make me forgive my constantly defeated ambitions
Last Line: By torments that laugh, their silence a terrible howl


ANIMALS ONCE SPEWED SEMEN AS THEY RAN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: In those woods where sex was once a children's game


ANTIQUE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Graceful son of pan. About your forehead, crowned with flowerets and berries
Last Line: Thigh, and that left leg.


ANTIQUE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Graceful son of pan
Last Line: And this leg %the left


APOLLONIOUS THE GREEK SPEAKS OF MARCUS CICERO, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: You have heard, my disciples, cicero's speech is which he seemed convincingly
Last Line: It gives me to hear you have


ARTHUR RIMBAUD'S REJECTION LETTER, by ERIK REECE    Poem Source            
First Line: The reply, printed for


ASLEEP IN THE VALLEY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A small green valley where a slow stream runs
Last Line: At peace. In his side there are two red holes


AT THE CABARET-VERT, FIVE P.M., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Eight days of shredding my boots
Last Line: That glowed gold with late-day light


AT THE FEET OF DARK WALLS..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: At the feet of dark walls, beating skinny dogs


AT THE GREEN CABARET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A week of walking had torn my boots to shreds
Last Line: A ray of fading sunlight turned to gold


AT THE GREEN CABARET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: For eight days I wore out my shoe leather
Last Line: Gold in a ray of sunlight, falling late


BAD BLOOD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: From my ancestors the gauls I have pale blue eyes
Last Line: That would be the french way, the path of honor


BAD LITTLE ANGEL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Whitewashed doors and roofs of slate
Last Line: Like dirty blood in dirty drains


BALLY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Very solid rascals. Several have exploited your worlds
Last Line: I alone hold the key to this savage ballyhoo.*
Subject(s): Disdain; Scorn


BARBARIAN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Long after days and seasons pass
Last Line: And frozen caves of ice %and a banner


BARBARIAN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Long after the days and the seasons, and the creatures and the countries
Last Line: The arctic caverns. %the banner
Subject(s): Holidays; New Year


BATTLE SONG OF PARIS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Spring is here, plain as day
Last Line: Red rustlings that won't be leaves!


BEING BEAUTEOUS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Standing against the snow, a tall being of beauty
Last Line: Cannon I must fall on, in the battle of trees and light air!


BEING BEAUTEOUS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Against a fall of snow, a being beautiful, and very tall
Last Line: In a swirling of trees and soft air


BEWILDERED ONES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black in the snow and in the haze
Last Line: --and their white swaddling clothes flutter in %the winter wind...


BL(IS)S, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: So weak I no longer thought society could bear my
Last Line: Hail beauty


BLACK CURRANT RIVER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The black currant river rolls along unknown %in valleys narrow and strange
Last Line: Peasant who clinks glasses with his old stump flee %away from here


BLACKSMITH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One hand on a giant hammer, frightening
Last Line: And crowned him with the cap of revolution


BLACKSMITH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One arm wields a giant hammer, enormous
Last Line: His red bonner onto the king's head!


BLANKETS OF BLOOD..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: But no matter: I'm here; I'm still here


BOHEMIAN LIFE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Off I went, my fists in my pockets with split open seams
Last Line: And plucked,like lyres, the laces of my %wounded shoes, one foot at my heart's side


BOTTOM, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The thorns of reality being too sharp for my noble character
Last Line: Came leaping at my breast


BOUTS-RIMES (POEM IN SET RHYMES), by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: ( ) leviticus
Last Line: ( ) of bronze


BOY WHO PICKED THE BULLETS UP, DESTINY'S CHILD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Poor young man, I hear he has a certain habit!'


BRIDGES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Crystal gray skies
Last Line: Obliterates this scene


BRILLIANT VICTORY OF SAAREBRUCK, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the middle, the emperor, an apotheosis
Last Line: Heisting his ass, says: emperor or what?


BRUNETTE, JUST SIXTEEN..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: For she loved her son of seventeen


BRUSH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A humble scrub brush, too coarse
Last Line: Where souls of our dead sisters delight


BRUSSELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Amaranthine flower beds stretching to / jupiter's agreeable palace
Last Line: I know you and gaze at you in wonder.


BRUSSELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Flower beds of amaranths up to
Last Line: And I who know you quietly admire


BRUSSELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: July. Regent's boulevard. Beds of amaranthus as far as jupiter's
Last Line: Theater, the meeting place of a thousand scenes, I know you and admire %you without speaking


BUT..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Of a choler( )


BY THE BANDSTAND, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On railroad square, laid out in little spots of lawn
Last Line: And my brutal wishes bite their little lips


CAESAR'S RAGE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A pale man in black, cigar in moue
Last Line: From his cigar as it used to on nights at st. Cloud


CHILD WHO GATHERED BULLETS..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Clearly, the poor boy's in the grip of the habit'


CHILDHOOD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: An idol %black eyes, yellow hair
Last Line: Gleam white in the corner of the vault?


CITIES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: What cities these! What a people, for whom have been built up
Last Line: Come my slumbers and my least movements?


CITIES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: These are cities! And this is the people for whom these alleghenys and lebanons
Last Line: For their family-trees by rays of artifical light


CITIES I, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: This is what cities are like
Last Line: Moving the least of my movements


CITIES II, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The official acropolis outdoes
Last Line: Beneath a light we have created


CITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I am a temporary and not at all discontented citizen
Last Line: A hopeless love and a pretty crime wailing in the mud of the road


CLEVER GIRL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the brown dining room, brimming
Last Line: Said softly, 'my cheek is so cold. Here, feel'


COMEDY OF THIRST, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: We are your grandparents, %the ones of eminence!
Last Line: To die in these humid violets %whose auroras fill these forests?


COMEDY OF THIRST: 1. FOREBEARS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: We are your grandparents, %your elders
Last Line: Myself: drink the urns dry


COMEDY OF THIRST: 2. SOUL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Eternal water-nymphs
Last Line: That consumes and despoils


COMEDY OF THIRST: 3. FRIENDS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Come: wines beat the beaches
Last Line: Beneath unbearable scum, %near drifting logs


COMEDY OF THIRST: 4. A PAUPER DREAMS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Perhaps a night awaits me
Last Line: Open its doors to me again


COMEDY OF THIRST: 5 .CONCLUSION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Pigeons tremble in the prairie
Last Line: That dawn dumps into the woods?


COMEDY OF THIRST: I. FOREFATHERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: We are your father's fathers
Last Line: Ah! If I could empty all the urns


COMEDY OF THIRST: II. THE SPIRIT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Eternal water sprites
Last Line: That feeds upon my soul


COMEDY OF THIRST: III. FRIENDS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Come, all wines go down to the sea
Last Line: Can never be opened again


COMEDY OF THIRST: IV. THE POOR MAN DREAMS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I have an evening unspent
Last Line: Can never e opened again


COMEDY OF THIRST: V. CONCLUSION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The pigeons trembling in the open field
Last Line: Daylight leaves in heaps about the wood


CONFESSIONS OF AN IDIOT OLD MAN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Bless me father - %young, at our country fairs
Last Line: That purple stole. %oh, childhood! %let's jack each other off


CREDO IN UNAM, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The sun, the source of tenderness and life
Last Line: The gods stand watching man and the unending world


CREDO IN UNAM, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Free and proud, man raised his head!
Last Line: -it is redemption! It is love! It is love!


CROWS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Lord, when the open field is cold
Last Line: That every victory is vain


CROWS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When your meadows lie cold, o lord
Last Line: We can't escape, alas


CROWS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Lord, when the meadowland is chilled
Last Line: In the grass from which one cannot flee, %by defeat without prospects for the future


CUSTOMS MEN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Soldiers, sailors, imperial rabble, even pensioners
Last Line: Hell for delinquents pressed by his palm!


CUSTOMS MEN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The redneck cops, the big fat ones who leer
Last Line: God help you, when the customs grabs your ass


DAWN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD                Poet's Biography
First Line: I have kissed the summer dawn
Subject(s): Dawn; Sunrise


DAWN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I have kissed the summer dawn
Last Line: When I woke, it was noon
Subject(s): Dawn


DAWN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I embraced the summer dawn
Last Line: When I awoke, it was noon
Subject(s): Dawn; Dreams


DEAD OF NINETY-TWO AND NINETY-THREE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: -as cassagnac and sons invoke you once again!


DEFILEMENTS / ARTHUR RIMBAUD, by STEPHEN BERG    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Ancient animals fucked running
Last Line: Kneeling sucking on it weeping
Subject(s): Erotic Love; Rimbaud, Arthur (1854-1891)


DELIRIA II: ALCHEMY OF THE WORD, SELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: At last my spirit becomes
Last Line: Smitten with the borage


DELIRIUM, SELS., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD                Poet's Biography
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


DEMOCRACY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Toward that intolerable country
Last Line: This is the real advance %forward %march


DEMOCRACY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The flag goes with the foul landscape, and our jargon muffles the drum
Last Line: That's the system. Let's get going
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


DEPARTURE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Enough seen. The vision has been met in all guises
Last Line: Departure in new sympathy amid new sounds.


DEPARTURE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Everything seen
Last Line: Departure in affection, and shining sounds


DEPARTURE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Seen enough: the vision has been met with in every air
Last Line: Departure in new affection and new noise
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


DESERTS OF LOVE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: This time it is the woman whom I saw in the city
Last Line: Then, o despair! The wall became dimly the shadow of trees, and I was plunged in the amorous sadness
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


DEVOTION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: To sister louise vanaen voringhem: her blue habit flapping
Last Line: But that's all over


DOES SHE DANCE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Does she dance? In the first blue hours
Last Line: To feast at night upon the pure sea


DOUBTLESS I PREFER..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Black bottles cough, but never get them drunk


DREAM IN WINTERTIME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: All winter we'll wander in a red wagon
Last Line: If it takes all week


DRUCKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I felt nae mair the haalyers airtin me
Last Line: Or conter the prood pennants o' the fleets %or row aneth theprison-hulks' gash een
Subject(s): Scottish Translations


DRUNK BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I went gliding down rivers that looked on
Last Line: Swim under the prison-ships' horrible stares


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As down the wide indifferent streams I went


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Downstream on impassive rivers suddnely
Last Line: Nor breast the arrogant oriflammes and banners, %nor swim beneath the leer of the pontoons


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I felt my guides no longer carried me
Last Line: Or swim beneath the guns of prison ships


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I drifted on a river I could not control
Last Line: Nor endure the slave ship's stinking hold


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I came down the impassable rivers
Last Line: Nor cross the pride of pennants and of flags, %nor swim pass prison hulks' hateful eyes!
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I was going down impassive rivers, I suddenly felt I was no
Last Line: Flames of battleships or swim under the horrible eyes of prison ships


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I was sailing down impassive rivers
Last Line: Or sail across the pride of flags and pennants, %or pull past the horrible eyes of prison ships


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I proceeded down along impassive rivers
Last Line: Nor swim beneath the convict-hulks' appalling eyes!


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: No longer, borne down insensible rivers
Last Line: I'll ply not again by the horrible eye of the pontons


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I went gliding down rivers that looked on
Last Line: Swim under the prison ships' horrible stares


DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: While swept downstream on indifferent rivers
Last Line: Nor swim beneath the killing stare of prison ships


DRUNKEN BOAT, SELS., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Hearing the thunder of the intransitive weirs
Last Line: As frail and pitiful as a moth in spring


DRUNKEN MORNING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Oh, my beautiful! Oh, my good!
Last Line: For this is the assassins' hour


DRUNKS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Mad %quean
Last Line: Thigh! %whee!


EIGHTEEN-SEVENTY, SELS., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD                Poet's Biography
Subject(s): Franco-prussian War (1870-1871); Travel


ENDS OF THE EARTH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I traveled a bit. I went north: I will shut my brain off
Last Line: Me with the cock's crow


ERRANT MANUSCRIPT PHRASES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Take heed, o absent life of mine!


ETERNITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: I have recovered it / what? Eternity
Last Line: Matched with the sun.


ETERNITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It is found and won %again. What?--eternity
Last Line: Again. What?--eternity. %it is the sea %gone off with the sun


ETERNITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: And out of joy, I became a fabulous opera


EVENING PRAYER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I spend my life sitting, like an angel in a barber's chair
Last Line: That consecrates a patch of flowering fern


EVENING PRAYER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I lived seated, like an angel in a barber's hands
Last Line: I piss toward the brown skies, to high and distant scopes, %with the assent of the large heliotropes


EVENING PRAYER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I live my life sitting, like an angel in a barber's chair
Last Line: Heliotropes blessing me below


EVENINGS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: It is rest full of light, neither fever nor languor, on the bed or on the road
Last Line: -and the dream breaks afresh.
Subject(s): Evening; Sunset; Twilight


EVIL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: While the red-stained mouths of machine guns ring
Last Line: And their last small coin into his coffer falls


EVIL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Whilst the red spittle of the grape-shot sings
Subject(s): War


EVIL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the gobs spat by flaming cannon
Last Line: And give him a big penny tied in a kerchief


EVIL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the cannon's red spittle
Last Line: Offering him pennies from their pockets


EXILE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My dear conneau
Last Line: Against a wind children call bari-barou!


FAIRY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: For helen %the ornamental saps conspired in the virgin dark
Last Line: Or the pleasures of the certain hour, the unique place


FALLEN CHERUB, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Bluish roofs and white doors
Last Line: Like a delicate bog of dirty blood


FALSE CONVERSION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Unhappy day! I swallowed a great gulp of poison. The rage of despair
Last Line: Go mad. O mary, holy virgin false feeling, false prayer


FAREWELL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Autumn already! - but why regret the everlasing sun
Last Line: Be able now to possess the truth within one body and one soul


FAREWELL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Autumn already! - but why regret an eternal sun
Last Line: And I shall be free to possess truth in one soul and one body
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


FAUN'S HEAD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Among the leaves, green curtain stained with gold
Last Line: The golden kiss of the woods is left in peace


FAUN'S HEAD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the bower, green jewel box flecked with gold
Last Line: And by a bullfinch frightened one sees %the golden kiss of the woods, musing silently


FAUN'S HEAD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Within the leaves, this gilded bower
Last Line: By a bullfinch, resolves once again to rest


FEAST OF LOVE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In dreams, babbit
Last Line: Which, tricked, %reels


FEELING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On blue summer evenings, I'll go on the paths
Last Line: And I'll go far, quite far, like a bohemian, %through nature,--as happy as if with a woman


FEELINGS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On a blue summer night I will go through the fields
Last Line: Throughout nature -- happy as if I had a girl


FETE GALANTE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Scapin from habit
Last Line: And by and by %it sits up


FIRST COMMUNION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Be honest, these village churches are a joke
Last Line: To the earth, in shame, in migraine, in agony


FIRST COMMUNIONS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: They're ugly, those churches in country towns
Last Line: Or else thrown down upon their backs, in pain


FIRST DELIRIUM: THE FOOLISH VIRGIN THE INFERNAL BRIDEGROOM, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Let us hear the confession of an old friend in hell
Last Line: One hell of a household


FIRST EVENING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Her clothes were almost off
Last Line: To see what it could see


FIRST NIGHT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: She was almost undressed
Last Line: Against the panes, so near, so near


FIRST TWILIGHT / ARTHUR RIMBAUD, by STEPHEN BERG    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Huge indiscrete cunning trees
Last Line: She wore almost nothing
Subject(s): Erotic Love; Rimbaud, Arthur (1854-1891)


FLOWERBEDS OF AMARANTHS..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: I know you, and stare at you in silence


FLOWERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: From a golden stadium
Last Line: Sturdy young roses to the marble terraces.


FLOWERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On a slope of gold
Last Line: Invite a throng of roses, young and strong


FOR ARTHUR RIMBAUD, by PAUL VERLAINE    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Human, an angel, and a demon - or
Last Line: White feet, in triumph, poised on envy's head


FOUR SEASONS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O the seasons and chateaux
Last Line: O seasons, o chateaux


FRAGMENTS FROM THE BOOK OF JOHN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A few people in samaria had shown their faith in him.
Last Line: Witched him cross the gallery with a singularly confident step and disappear into the city


FRENZIED BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I sailed on, down the impassive rivers
Last Line: Nor swim beneath the frightful eyes of hulks


FROM BAD BLOOD, SELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Yes it's one of my vices, which stops and which walks with me
Last Line: Oh that, I would lead a french life, and I would follow the path of %honor


FROM EIGHTEEN-SEVENTY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the centre of the poster, napoleon
Subject(s): War


FROZEN IN FEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In snow and fog %against a basement grate aglow
Last Line: And their underwear flutters %in the winter wind


GENIE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: He is love and the present because he has opened our house
Last Line: His breathing, his body, the light of his day


GENIE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: He is affection and the present since he has made the house open
Last Line: To follow his views, his breaths, his body, his day
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


GIRLS LOOKING FOR LICE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the child's forehead, pinched and tortured red
Last Line: He feels, as fast ro slow caresses come, %rising and falling, a desire to cry
Subject(s): Love


GOLDEN AGE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One of the voices %always angelically
Last Line: Sisters! Voices not public at all! %encircle me %with humbleglory...Etc...


GOLDEN AGE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In this worldly laws it was my eternal life, unwritten, unsung
Last Line: The terror came! I dreamt everywhere


GOOD MORNING THOUGHTS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: At four in the morning, in summer
Last Line: For swimming in the noontime sea


GROCERS' GRIPES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Let him enter the store, when the moon reflects
Last Line: Let him grab the boxes of endive while we watch


H, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The mirror of the movements of hortense
Last Line: Seek out hortense


H, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Every monstrosity violates the atrocious gestures of hortense
Last Line: O terrible shudder of novice loves on the bloody ground and in the transparent hydrogen! - find hort
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


HANDS OF JEANNE-MARIE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Jeanne-marie has powerful hands
Last Line: To drench your hands in blood


HANGED MEN DANCE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On old one-arm, black scaffolding
Last Line: The devil's skinny advocates %dead soldiers' bones


HANGED MEN, DANCING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Cheerful, one-armed, and black
Last Line: Dancing bones of saladins


HEAR HOW IN APRIL NEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: --sicily, germany, %in this sorrowful haze %grown pallid, justly!


HEAR HOW IN APRIL, NEAR THE ACACIAS, THE PEAS' GREEN..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: They remain, sicily, germany, in this sad and wan fog, rightly!


HEAR HOW IT BELLOWS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Mist, and justly


HEART BENEATH A CASSOCK, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O thimothina labinette!
Last Line: O sweet jesus! I will keep those socks on my feet until I reach the holy gates of paradise


HIDDEN AND WRINKLED LIKE A BUDDING VIOLET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Promised land in sticky femininity


HISTGORIC EVENING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: All in some night, let's say, where a simple tourist stands
Last Line: Though the entire effect will be scarcely one of legend


HUMANITY TIED..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Humanity tied the shoes of progress, that enormous child


HUNGER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I thought about the happiness of animals
Last Line: From the natural light. It's very %serious


HUNGER CELEBRATED, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My hunger, anne, anne
Last Line: Flee on your mule if you can


I SAT IN A THIRD-CLASS RAILWAY CAR; AN OLD PRIEST, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Laid open for travelers -- by soissons, near aisne


I WAS IN A THIRD-CLASS COMPARTMENT..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: A town in aisne


I'D PROBABLY PREFER, COME SPRING, AN OPEN-AIR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: The coughing of black bottles never gets them drunk


IDOL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Hidden, wrinkled as a flush violet wedged
Last Line: -astarte of the dews enclosed!


IMPOSSIBLE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Ah! My life as a child, the open road in every weather
Last Line: What a crippling misfortune


IN APRIL, LISTEN..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Despite pallor, fog and rain: %naturally!


IN BACK, THE PORTER LEAPT..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Having swallowed a rose


IN THOSE DAYS..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: And with sad eyes, said 'oh great god, may your holy will be done!'


INVOCATION TO VENUS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O godly delights, mortal delights
Last Line: Nor love: to your work my own aspires


IS IT AN ORIENTAL DANCER? IN THE FIRST BLUE HOURS WILL..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Nighttime festivities on the pure sea


IS SHE A DANCER...?, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: In evening celebrations on a pure dark sea!


IT RAINED SOFTLY..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: It rained softly on the city


IT WAS SPRING..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: And thrice crowning me with laurel


IT WAS SPRINGTIME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It was springtime; a malady immobilized orbilius
Last Line: Three times uttering omens, three times crowning me with laurels


IT'S ONLY A HUMBLE HANDMADE BRUSH, TOO SMALL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: O moon, where the spirit of our dead sister hides


JACK BENNY, by ROBERT LONG    Poem Source            
First Line: In five days it will be arthur rimbaud's
Last Line: Before meaning took over


JEANNE-MARIE'S HANDS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Jeanne-marie has strong hands
Last Line: By making your fingers bleed


KIDS IN A DAZE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black against the fog and snow
Last Line: In a wind like ice


KINDLY MORNING THOUGHT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: At four in the morning in summer, love's sleep still lasts. In the
Last Line: Brandy to the workmen, so thta their strngth will be at peace, until %their swim in the sea at noon


LADIES WHO LOOK FOR LICE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the child's forehead, red and full of pain
Last Line: Rising, falling, an endless desire to cry


LE MAL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: While the red spewings of the shot
Last Line: Proffer him a fat penny tied up in their rag
Subject(s): Conscientious Objectors


LES CORBEAUX, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Lord, when a chill is in the meadows
Last Line: Those chained by defeat without destiny


LETTER TO ERNEST DELAHAYE, OCTOBER 14, 1875, SELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The barracks at night: 'dream'
Last Line: Lefevbre and I are one etc


LETTER TO GEORGE IZAMBARD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: And so you're a professor again. You've said before that we owe something
Last Line: With affection, ar. Rimbaud


LETTER TO PAUL DEMENY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I resolved to provide you with an hour of new literature
Last Line: Maybe %au revoir, a. Rimbaud


LETTER TO PAUL DEMENY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Look-don't be mad-at these notions for some funny doodles: an antidote
Last Line: I wish you a good day, which is something


LETTER TO THEODORE DE BANVILLE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Monsieur and maitre
Last Line: Am I progressing?


LETTER TO THEODORE DE BANVILLE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Cher maitre, %these are the months of love; I'm seventeen, the time of hope and
Last Line: Help me, maitre: help me find my footing: I am young give me your %hand


LICE HUNTERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the child's forehead full of red torments
Last Line: Feels an urge to cry, welling and dying, endlessly


LICE HUNTERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the child's brow swollen with scarlet storms
Last Line: Well up and die endlessly a desire to weep


LICE-HUNTERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The child, feverish, frowning, only saw red
Last Line: And dying of his ceaseless wish to cry


LIGHTNING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Human labor! That explosion lights up my abyss from time to time
Last Line: Oh! Poor dear soul, eternity then might not be lost


LILIES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O lilies! O garden swing! O silver enema bags!
Last Line: The heavens descend to vaseline your stems!


LILY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O swaying lilies! O silver enemas!
Last Line: A heavenly sweetness butters your stamens!


LINES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the world comes down to this one dark wood
Last Line: My darlings, my queens


LIVES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Oh the enormous avenues of the hold land, the terraces of the temple
Last Line: Accept no new commitments.


LIVES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Oh, the enormous avenues of the holy land - the terraces of the temple
Last Line: And can do nothing for you


LIVES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O the enormous avenues of the holy land, the temple terraces!
Last Line: That is not even to be thought of any longer. %I am relly from beyond the tomb, and no messages
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


LONG AGO..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: To overflowing with fruits and fragrant flowers


LOUSE-CATCHERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the child's brow, with torment flushing red
Subject(s): Lice


LOVELY THOUGHTS FOR MORNING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: At four in the morning, in summertime
Last Line: And take their bath at noonday, in the sea


MARINE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: The chariots of silver and copper
Last Line: Whose angle is struck by the whirlwinds of light.
Subject(s): Sea; Ocean


MARTIAL LAW?, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The cold conductor on his small platform of tin
Last Line: A soiled reveler yelps in the dark empty square


MAY BANNERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the lindens' bright %boughs a sickly mort is dying
Last Line: But I don't want to laugh at anything myself; %and may this misfortune by unconfined


MEMORIES OF SIMPLE-MINDED OLD MEN / ARTHUR RIMBAUD, by STEPHEN BERG    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: If there's a god, forgive me!
Last Line: I reach down: lord, let's both of us jack off!
Subject(s): Incest; Rimbaud, Arthur (1854-1891)


MEMORY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Clear water; like the salt of childhood's tears
Last Line: On the bottom of this rimless eye . . . In what mud!


MEMORY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Bright water; like the salr of childhood's tears; the women's white
Last Line: Mud at the bottom of this limitless eye of water?


MEMORY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Clear water; like the salt of children's tears, the
Last Line: Ago! My dingy, always still; and its cable stretched %to the bottom of this shoreless eye of water,-


MEMORY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Clear water; like the salt of my childhood tears
Last Line: In the depths of that rimless watery eye - from what mud?


MEMORY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Clear water; like salt from childhood's tears
Last Line: At what muddy bottom of this edgeless watery eye?


MEMORY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I found myself ripe for death, and my weakness drew me to the
Last Line: Left nearly the whole soul with a (...) on a skiff coursed for dread


METAMORPHOSES: 17. APOLLO (ARTHUR RIMBAUD), by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM                Poet's Biography
First Line: In rio she met my chariot halfway
Subject(s): Rimbaud, Arthur (1854-1891)


METAMORPHOSES: 17. APOLLO (ARTHUR RIMBAUD), by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In rio she met my chariot halfway
Last Line: Boots for sale in the dream gone for farthings
Subject(s): Rimbaud, Arthur (1854-1891)


METROPOLITAN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: From the indigo straits to the oceans of ossian
Last Line: This is your strength


MICHAEL AND CHRISTINE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Blast! If the sun desert these shores
Last Line: Michael and christine-and christ-the idyll's end.


MICHAEL AND CHRISTINE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Damn, damn! Suppose the sun leaves these shores
Last Line: Michael and christine -- and christ! The idyll's end


MICHEL AND CHRISTINE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It would stink if the sun left our shores!
Last Line: #name?


MORNING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Hadn't I once a youth that was lovely, heroic, fabulous
Last Line: The song of the heavens, the marching of nations! We are slaves; let us not curse life


MORNING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography


MORNING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Had I not once a lovely youth, heroic, fabulous, to be written
Last Line: The song of the heavens, the marching of peoples! Slaves, let us not curse life
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


MORNING OF DRUNKENESS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O my good! O my beautiful! Atrocious fanfare where I never falter
Last Line: The time of the assassins is here
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


MOVEMENT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A winding movement on the slope beside the rapids of the river
Last Line: And sing, upon their watch


MY BOHEMIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Fists in torn pockets I departed
Last Line: One foot against my heart.


MY BOHEMIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Underway, my pockets split only with fist
Last Line: Like lyres, one approaching my heart


MY BOHEMIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: And so off I went, fists thrust in the torn pockets
Last Line: Of my wounded shoes, one foot beneath my heart


MY LITTLE LOVELIES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A tearful tincture washes
Last Line: Flap your scabby kneecaps apart %my ugly whores


MY LITTLE LOVERS / ARTHUR RIMBAUD, by STEPHEN BERG    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Something like human tears
Last Line: My dried saliva glistens on your brow
Subject(s): Rimbaud, Arthur (1854-1891)


MY LITTLE LOVES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A teary tincture slops %over cabbage-green skies
Last Line: Knock your knees together %my ugly little dears!


MY MOUTH IS OFTEN JOINED AGAINST HIS MOUTH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Feminine canaan in the protruding halves
Subject(s): Homosexuality


MYSTIQUE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On the side of the slope, angels revolving
Last Line: And turns the abyss beneath us a flowering blue


NEWLYWEDS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The chamber is open to the turquoise sky. Ther is no room: trunks
Last Line: O holy white ghosts of bethlehem, enchant, rather, their blue window!


NEWLYWEDS AT HOME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The bedroom lies open to the turquoise sky
Last Line: Enchant instead the sky in their window


NIGHT IN HELL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I have just swallowed a terrific mouthful of poison
Last Line: And as the damned soul rises, so does the fire


NIGHT OF HELL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: I have swallowed a monstrous does of poison
Last Line: It is the fire that flares up again with its damned
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


NINA REPLIES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: He: -your breast on my breast
Last Line: She: and miss work?


NONSENSE, PART 2: 1. DRUNK DRIVER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Dirtbag %drinks
Last Line: Bleeds: %moan %groan


NONSENSE: 1. PIGLET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Silky %beanie %ivory %weenie
Last Line: Rod, at ready, %with %the runs


NONSENSE: 2. PARIS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Al. Godillot, gambier
Last Line: At home!-be good christians!


NOSTALGIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The sucking river was the child's salt tears
Last Line: The lidless eye, still water, filled with mud


NOVEL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: No one's serious at seventeen
Last Line: When lindens line the promenade


O SAISONS, O CHATEAUX, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: O seasons, o chateaux
Last Line: Seasons o, and o chateaux


O SEASONS, O CASTLES, WHAT SOUL IS WITHOUT FAULTS?..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Castles!--lines added on the manuscript and crossed out.]


O SEASONS, O CHATEAUS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: It blows my words away! %o seasons, o chateaus


O SEASONS, O CHATEAUX, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: To the quickest death would deliver me! %--o seasons, o chateaux!]


O SEASONS, O CHATEAUX, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: O seasons, o chateaux


OH IF THE BELLS ARE BRONZE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: While cursing desdouets!


OLD GUARD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Long live the emperor's peasants
Last Line: For blessed is the fruit of thy womb, eugenie


OLD WOMAN'S OLD MAN!, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: To the peasants of the emperor!
Last Line: When eugenie's sky blessed her womb


ON SUMMER NIGHTS, BEFORE THE SHINING SHOP WINDOWS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: And that the winter wind spares nothing left outside


ON SUMMER NIGHTS..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: #name?


ONCE, IF MY MEMORY SERVES ME WELL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Few foul pages from the diary of a damned soul


OPHELIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: On the calm black wave where the stars sleep
Last Line: White ophelia floating, like a great lily.


OPHELIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Where the stars sleep in the calm black stream
Last Line: Like some great lily, pale ophelia float


OPHELIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On still black waters where the stars lie sleeping


OPHELIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On clam black waters filled with sleeping stars
Last Line: He saw white ophelia floating like a lily


OPHELIA, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Where stars sleep on the calm, black water, pale
Last Line: Ophelia, like a lily floating by


OPHELIA: 1, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On the calm black water where the stars sleep


ORDINARY NOCTURNE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One breath tears operatic rents in these partitions
Last Line: One breath dispels the limits of the hearth


ORPHANS' NEW YEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The room is full of shadows
Last Line: And the words 'to our mother' engraved in gold


ORPHANS' NEW YEAR'S GIFTS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The room is full of shadow; you vaguely hear
Last Line: Each with three words, graven in gold: %'to our mother!'


OUR ASSES AREN'T LIKE THEIRS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Free to whisper glorious sobs


OUR ASSHOLES ARE DIFFERENT FROM THEIRS. I USED TO WATCH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: To whisper -- both of us -- in ecstasy


PARADE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Strange, well-built young men
Last Line: Only I have the key to this savage parade


PARIS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Al. Godillot, gambier
Last Line: Let's all love one another


PARISIAN ORGY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Cowards, behold her now! Pour from your trains
Last Line: Stridencies resound in your trumpet of bronze


PARISIAN ORGY OR THE REPOPULATION OF PARIS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Cowards, behold! Spill from the stations!
Last Line: Sinister flares against a paling blue!


PARISIAN WAR CRY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Spring is at hand, for lo
Last Line: And, far off, a shivering scarlet clash


PATIENCE CELEBRATED: 1. MAY BANNERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The call of the kill dies feebly
Last Line: And all this misfortune is free


PATIENCE CELEBRATED: 2. SONG FROM THE TALLEST TOWER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Idle youth, %slave to all
Last Line: When hearts will be one


PATIENCE CELEBRATED: 3. ETERNITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Rediscovered. %what?-eternity
Last Line: Sea and sun %as one


PATIENCE CELEBRATED: 4. GOLDEN AGE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One of these voices %-speaking about me
Last Line: In modest glory. Etc


PLUNDERED HEART, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My sad heart's slobbering at the poop
Last Line: When they've dried up the quids they're chewing %how ot act,o plundered heart?


POET AT SEVEN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the timeless, daily, tedious affair
Last Line: Violently breaking into sail


POETS SEVEN YEARS OLD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: And the mother, closing the exercise book
Last Line: Canvas, with a violent premonition of sails! . . .
Subject(s): Children; Poetry And Poets - French; Childhood


POETS, AGE SEVEN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: And the mother, closing the workbook
Last Line: He had a violent vision of setting sail


POOR AT CHURCH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Parked on oak benches in church corners
Last Line: Dipping their long yellow fingers in the stoups


POOR PEOPLE IN CHURCH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Bent on wooden benches, in church corners
Last Line: Trailing yellowed fingers in the holy water founts


PROMONTORY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The golden dawn and a shivering evening
Last Line: The face of promontory palace


RECOLLECTION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The year the dear, dear prince imperial was born
Last Line: With the holy spaniard, quite neat in his black clothes


RECOLLECTION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The year the imperial prince was born
Last Line: And proper, with the holy spaniardesse, at night


REJOICINGS IN MISFORTUNE: 1.BANNERS OF MAY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the bright branches of he linden trees, a sickly death cry grows
Last Line: Sun is laughing ot parents. But I want to laugh at nothing. And let my %misfortune be free


REJOICINGS IN MISFORTUNE: 2. SONG OF THE HIGHEST TOWER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In my useless youth, a slave to every concern, by thoughtfulness for
Last Line: Every concern, by thoughtfulness for others I lost my life. Ah! Let the %time come, when hearts are


REJOICINGS IN MISFORTUNE: 3. ETERNITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It has been found. What? Eternity. It is the sea strethcing out under
Last Line: Nity. It is the sea stretching out under the sun


REJOICINGS IN MISFORTUNE: 4. GOLDEN AGE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One of the ever angelic voices, talking about me, sharply expresses
Last Line: Big brother! Etc. I sing also: multiple sisters! Private voices! Surround %me with chaste glory, etc


REMARKS ADDRESSED TO THE POET, APROPOS FLOWERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: So: endlessly bordering the black azure
Last Line: -it's illustrated-and available from hachette!


REMARKS TO A POET ON THE SUBJECT OF FLOWERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Forever thus, in azure darkness
Last Line: It's cheaper ordered by the year


REMEMBRANCE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Water, clear as the salt of children's tears
Last Line: Deep in this edgeless eye of water - into what mud?


REMEMBRANCES OF AN OLD IDIOT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Forgive me, father!
Last Line: -let's just yank on our dicks!


RIGHTEOUS MAN..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: O righteous men, we shit in your bellies of stone


RIVER CASSIS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Unnoticed, the river cassis streams
Last Line: Who toast with vestigial arms


RIVER OF CORDIAL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The river of cordial rolls ignored
Last Line: And the old claw he shows


ROMANCE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Nobody's serious when they're seventeen
Last Line: And there are linden trees on the promenade


ROYALTY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: One fine morning, in a land full of mild-mannered folk
Last Line: Were truly kings.


ROYALTY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On a brilliant morning, in a city of lovely people
Last Line: When they appeared at the edge of the gardens of palms


RUNT OF A DREAM, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Maybe there is an evening meant
Last Line: Not even allowed in, there
Subject(s): Dreams


SALE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: For sale %whatever the jews have left unsold
Last Line: Salesmen may turn in their accounts later


SALE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: For sale what the jews have not sold
Last Line: No danger that travelers will be called to account in a hurry
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


SATURNINE HYPOTYPOSES, VIA BELMONTET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: So what is this dark and impenetrable mystery?
Last Line: Oh! What distinction streams through your manly mustache. Belmontet, %parnassian archetype


SAVIOR BUMPED UPON HIS HEAVY BUTT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: In a luminous river of fiery stars


SCENES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The old comedy pursues its conventions and divides
Last Line: At the intersection of ten panels hung from the balcony %to the footlights


SCHOOL NOTEBOOK, SELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Aristomanes lifted himself up, extended
Last Line: More likely that the artisan is insufficient for the task than the task for %the artisan


SCRAPS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Beneath dark walls, beating the skinny dogs
Last Line: Moonlight, when the bell struck twelve


SEA BREEZE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My flesh I sad, alas, and I have read the books
Last Line: But, o my heart, listen to the sailors' song!


SEALED LIPS; SEEN IN ROME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In papal rome, in the sistine
Last Line: A large pinch of schismatic snuff


SEASCAPE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Silver and copper the cars
Last Line: In an angle attacked by tornados of light


SEASON IN HELL: DELIRIOUS. II ALCHEMY OF LANGUAGE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My turn. The story of one of my crazy spells
Last Line: My character became embittered. I said goodbye to the world in ballads of a kind


SEASON IN HELL: LIVES III, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In an attic where I was shut when I was twelve I
Last Line: Beyond the grave, and at liberty


SEASON IN HELL: MARINE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The chariots of silver and copper
Last Line: Where it is bending wounded with whirlpools of light


SEASON IN HELL: PROGRESS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The flicking shoelace of falls along the bank
Last Line: And sing and take their station


SEASON IN HELL: RAVINGS II, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD                Poet's Biography
Subject(s): Depression, Mental


SEASON IN HELL: WORKERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Oh that warm february morning! The unseasonable
Last Line: Hardened arm to drag a dear image along any more


SEASON OF HELL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Once, I I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened
Last Line: Few, hideous pages from my notebook of one of the damned
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


SEATED ONES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black with wens, pock-marked, their eyes encircled with green
Last Line: Through the sword grasses--and their members are excited %bythe beards of the ears of corn


SECOND DELIRIUM: THE ALCHEMY OF THE WORD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My turn now. The story of one of my insanities
Last Line: All that is over. Today, I know how to celebrate beauty


SEEN IN ROME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In rome, in the sistine
Last Line: Inside occult decay


SENSATION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: On summer evenings blue, pricked by the wheat
Last Line: Happy as one walks by a woman's side.


SENSATION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On blue summer evenings I'll go down the pathways
Last Line: Into nature - happy, as if with a woman


SENSATION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On summer evenings blue, where ears of wheat


SENSATION, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Through blue summer nights I will pass along paths
Last Line: In nature-as happily as with a woman


SEVEN-YEAR-OLD POETS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The mother closed the copybook, and went away
Last Line: Canvas sheets, a turbulent vision of sails


SEVEN-YEAR-OLD-POET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: And so the mother, shutting up the duty-book
Last Line: Raw canvas, prophesying strongly of the sail!


SHAME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: As long as the blade has never / yet pierced his brain
Last Line: One prayer should rise!


SHAME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As long as a knife has not cut
Last Line: Let someone say a prayer


SHAME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As long as the blade has not cut through
Last Line: At his death however, o %my god! Let there arise some prayer!


SHAME, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: If the knife has yet
Last Line: May someone say a prayer


SIDEBOARD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It is a high, carved sideboard made of oak
Last Line: As we slowly open your old dark door


SIDEBOARD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A broad carved sideboard; its dark, aged oak
Last Line: Your big black doors slowly swing open


SIRE, TIME HAS ABANDONED HIS RAINCOAT..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: God blesses the merciful: let the world bless the poets


SISTERS OF CHARITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The young man with shining eyes and brown skin
Last Line: O sister of charity, o mystery, o death!


SISTERS OF CHARITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: This youth, his brilliant eye and shining skin
Last Line: O sister of charity, o mystery, o death


SITTERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black with warts, picked with pox, eyelids all green
Last Line: And the prickle of straw makes their cocks hard


SITTING MEN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black wens, pockmarks, green bags
Last Line: Are stirred by the sharp straw of their seats


SLEEPER IN THE VALLEY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A green hole where a river sings
Last Line: Two red holes on his right side


SLEEPER IN THE VALLEY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: This is the green wherein a river chants
Last Line: Upon one side there are two spots of red


SLEEPER OF THE VALLEY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Through a green gorge the river like a fountain
Subject(s): War


SLEEPER OF THE VALLEY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It's a gap of greenness where a singing river
Last Line: Breast. In his right side he has two red holes


SONG OF THE HIGHEST TOWER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Idle youth / by all availed
Last Line: When hearts entwine!
Subject(s): Memory; Old Age


SONG OF THE HIGHEST TOWER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Idle young days %to everything enslaved
Last Line: Have lost my life. %ah! Let the time come %when hearts with love are overcome!


SONNET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Dead men of 'ninety-two
Subject(s): War


SONNET TO AN ASSHOLE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Dark and wrinkled like a violet carnation
Last Line: A womanly canaan surrounded in moisture


SONNET: TO THE ASSHOLE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Dark, puckered hole: a purple carnation
Last Line: It's a heavenly jam-pot, the promised land %which with other milk and honey overflows!
Subject(s): Homosexuality


SQUATTING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Later, when he feels his stomach upset
Last Line: An odd nose traces venus through the night


SQUATTING, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Later, when he feels his stomach grumble
Last Line: Surreal: a nose seeking venus in the deep dark sky


STAR WEPT PINK..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The star wept pink in the core of your ears
Last Line: And man at your sovereign bled black


STAR WEPT..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: And man bled black onto your sovereign side


STOLEN HEART, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My sad heart drools on deck
Last Line: When they've shot their wads?


STOLEN HEART, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My sad heart slobbers at the poop
Last Line: How will I act, o stolen heart


STOLEN HEART, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My weeping heart on the deck drools spit
Last Line: How will I act, my stolen heart


STOLEN HEART, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: My sad heart drivels at the poop


STUNNING VICTORY AT SAARBRUCKEN, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the middle, the emperor, in an apotheosis
Last Line: Gets to his feet, flashes his can, and says: 'long live this'


SUN AND FLESH, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The sun, hearth of tenderness and life
Last Line: #name?


SUN HAS WEPT ROSE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The sun has wept rose in the shell of your ears
Last Line: And man has bled black at your sovereign side


TALE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A prince was annoyed that he had forever devoted himself
Last Line: Our desire lacks the music of the mind


TALE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A prince was vexed at having devoted himself only to the perfection
Last Line: Skilled music is lacking to our desire
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


TARTUFE CHASTISED, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Fanning flames in a lovesick heart beneath
Last Line: Ugh! Tartufe stood naked from head to toes


TARTUFE UNDONE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One day as he walked happily along, raking
Last Line: Leaving tartufe naked-ugh!-head to toe!


TEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Far from the birds, the cattle herds, the village girls
Last Line: Weeping, I saw gold-and could not drink.


TEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Far from flocks, from birds and country girls
Last Line: Never deny that my thirst has caused me pain


TEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Far away from birds, herds, and village girls
Last Line: But! Like a fisher for gold or shellfish, %to think that I knew no need to drink!


TEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Far from birds, flocks, and village girls, I was drinking, squatting in
Last Line: Shells in the sunset, just imagine, I didn't care to drink!


TEAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Far from birds, herds, and village girls
Last Line: Like a panner for gold or diver for shells


TEASE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the dark brown dining room, whose heavy air
Last Line: Real low: 'feel that: my cheek has got so cold - '


THE DRUNKEN BOAT, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: As I descended black, impassive rivers
Last Line: Nor swim beneath the horrible eyes of prison ships.


THE LICE SEEKERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the child's forehead full of red torments
Last Line: Spring up and die unceasingly a wish to cry.
Subject(s): Lice


THE POOR MAN THINKS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Perhaps some evening yet
Last Line: Unlock for me the door.
Subject(s): Poverty


THE SLEEPER OF THE VALLEY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: There's a green hollow where a river sings
Last Line: Tranquil -- with two red holes in his right side.
Subject(s): Nature; Soldiers


THIRST, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: We are your grandparents
Last Line: I said: to drain all the vessels!
Subject(s): Drinks And Drinking


TO A REASON, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Your finger strikes the drum, dispersing all its sounds
Last Line: Come from always, you will go away everywhere


TO BEDSIDE BOOKS..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Isn't it? Dr. Venutti's treatise on conjugal love


TO MUSIC, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Pruned into stingy plots of grass, the public square
Last Line: #name?


TO MY BEDSIDE BOOKS, THOSE EXQUISITE EDITIONS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Venetti -- study of venereal disease


TORTURED HEART, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Over the stern, my sad heart, drool
Last Line: What can I do, my cheated heart?
Subject(s): Homosexuality


TRIUMPH OF HUNGER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Hunger, hunger, sister anne
Last Line: Leave me if you can


TRIUMPH OF PATIENCE: A SONG FROM THE HIGHEST TOWER, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Idle children
Last Line: When all hearts fall in love


TRIUMPH OF PATIENCE: BANNERS OF MAY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: In the bright branches of the willow trees
Last Line: And I will be free in this misfortune


TRIUMPH OF PATIENCE: ETERNITY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It is recovered
Last Line: Of sun become sea


TRIUMPH OF PATIENCE: GOLDEN AGE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One of these voices
Last Line: In your bashful light - etc


TWO IN HARAR: ARTHUR RIMBAUD, 1886-1888, by JOHN MATTHIAS    Poem Source            
First Line: And was harar for sale? And were le voyant's visions
Last Line: Travelers would not render their commission for a while


UNDER SIEGE?, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The poor driver, beneath the tin canopy
Last Line: Debaucher yaps away in the dark intersection!


VAGABONDS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Pitiful brother!
Last Line: While I searched continually to find the place and the formula


VAGABONDS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Pitiful brother! What atrocious vigils I owe him!
Last Line: We wandered, I impatient to find the place and the formula!
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


VENUS ANADYOMENE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Out of what seems a coffin made of tin
Last Line: She bends and shows the ulcer on her anus


VENUS ANADYOMENE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Af from a green tin coffin, a woman's head
Last Line: --and this whole body moves and bends its broad rump hideously %beautiful with an ulcer on the anus


VENUS ANADYOMENE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: As if from a green tin coffin, a woman's head
Last Line: For view: a repellent frame for the ulcer on her anus


VERSES FOR BATHROOM WALLS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The hole of this seat so poorly made
Last Line: Are truly worthy of this besieged throne


VERY BIG BABY WAS BORN..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: For the genius of arab shores will be revealed!'


VIA LABARRIERE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: ...Are these %...(barrels?)... That we burst?
Last Line: And the drunken poet tells off the universe!


VIGILS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: This is a place of rest and light
Last Line: Ah! Wells of magic; this time, a single sight of dawn


VIGILS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: It is repose in the light, neither fever nor languor, on a bed or on a meadow
Last Line: In any case nothing of what it seems at present
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


VOWEL SONNET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: A black, e white, I red, u green, o blue
Last Line: O omega, violet ray of her eyes.
Subject(s): Sonnet (as Literary Form); Vowels


VOWELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: A black, e white, I red, u green, o blue
Last Line: -omega, the violet ray of his eyes!


VOWELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black a, white e, red I, green u, blue o -- vowels
Last Line: O - omega - the violet light of his eyes


VOWELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black a, white e, red I, green u, blue o - vowels
Last Line: O, omega, violet ray of her eyes!


VOWELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A black, e white, I red, u green, o blue: vowels
Last Line: Silences traversed of worlds and of angels: %-o the omega, violet ray of hid eyes!


VOWELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A black, e white, I red, u green, o blue: vowels
Last Line: O omega, his eyes' violet rays


VOWELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A black, e white, I red, u green, o blue: vowels
Last Line: O, the omega, of those eyes the violet beam!


VOWELS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black a, white e, red I, green u, blue o: vowels
Last Line: -o the omega, the violet beam from his eyes!


VOWELS [OR, VOYELS], by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A black, e white, I red, u green, o blue - I'll tell


VOYELLES, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A black, e white, I red, u green, o blue, vowels
Last Line: X-ray of her eyes; it equals sex
Subject(s): Vowels


WAIFS AND STRAYS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Black in the fog and in the snow


WAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When I was a child
Last Line: It is as simple as a musical phrase


WASTELANDS OF LOVE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: This, I am sure, is the same countryside.
Last Line: I cried more than all the children in the world


WHAT DO WE CARE, MY HEART, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: What do we care, my heart, for streams of blood
Last Line: It's nothing; I'm here -- I'm still here


WHAT NINA ANSWERED, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: He: just the two of us together
Last Line: She: and be late for work


WHAT TO US, MY HEART, ARE THE POOLS OF BLOOD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD                Poet's Biography


WHEEL RUTS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: On the right the summer morning stirs the leaves
Last Line: And out trot great fat blue black mares


WHEN THE IRANIAN CARAVAN STOPPED..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: Gold. Their chief cried out (...)decided to suppress (...) some accepted


WINTER DREAM, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: One winter, we'll take a train, a little rose-colored car
Last Line: -and we'll take our time finding the beast %-while it roams


WINTER FESTIVAL, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Behind the comic-opera huts, the sound of a waterfall
Last Line: Chinese ladies out of boucher


WOMEN WHO SEEK FOR LICE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When the boy's forehead, full of red tempests
Last Line: The slowness of their caresses, welling and dying %unceasingly a desire to cry


WORKERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: Ah, that warm february morning. The untimely south wind came
Last Line: Cherished image behind.


WORKERS, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: A warm morning in february
Last Line: This hardened arm will drag along no more 'sweet memories'


YOU DEAD OF NINETY-TWO AND NINETY-THREE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: And now our newspapers praise you to the skies


YOU LIED..., by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
Last Line: This femur worked for forty years!


YOUNG COUPLE, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Text             Poet's Biography
First Line: The room is open to the turquoise sky
Last Line: Charm the blue of their window instead!
Subject(s): Marriage; Weddings; Husbands; Wives


YOUNG COUPLEDOM, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: The bedroom stands open to the turquoise sky
Last Line: Bless their window's blue view instead!


YOUNG GLUTTON, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Two sick %young fruits
Last Line: Come quick!' %he shoots


YOUTH: 1. SUNDAY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Problems put by, the inevitable descent of heaven
Last Line: Let us resume our study to the noise of the devouring work that is assembling and rising in the mass
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


YOUTH: 2. SONNET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Man of ordinary constitution, was not the flesh a fruit hung in the orchard
Last Line: Might and right reflect your dance and your voice, only appreciated at present
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


YOUTH: 3. TWENTY YEARS OLD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Instructive voices exiled
Last Line: Quickly, indeed, the nerves take up the chase
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


YOUTH: 4. WAR, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: When a child, certain skies refined my vision
Last Line: It is as simple as a musical phrase
Subject(s): Imagination; Vision


YOUTH: I. SUNDAY, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: All calculations set to one side
Last Line: That forms and ferments in the masses
Subject(s): Youth


YOUTH: II. SONNET, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Man of average constitution, was the flesh not once
Last Line: That only the present can appreciate


YOUTH: III. TWENTY YEARS OLD, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: Exiled the voices of instruction
Last Line: (of course, our nerves are quickly shot to hell!)


YOUTH: IV, by ARTHUR RIMBAUD    Poem Source             Poet's Biography
First Line: You are playing still at the temptation of saint anthony
Last Line: Nothing, nothing at all like its present appearance