Arthur Rimbaud

(20 October 1854 – 10 November 1891 / Charleville, Ardennes)

Arthur Rimbaud Poems

1. To The Poet On The Subject Of Flowers 4/3/2010
2. Stages (Scenes) 4/3/2010
3. Les Effarés 4/3/2010
4. Stupra Ii 4/3/2010
5. May Banners 4/3/2010
6. Lilies 4/3/2010
7. Promontory 4/3/2010
8. Working People 4/3/2010
9. Morts De Quatre-Vingt-Douze (Dead Of '92) 4/3/2010
10. The Sideboard 4/3/2010
11. Side Show 4/3/2010
12. What One Says To The Poet On The Subject Of Flowers 4/3/2010
13. Winter Festival 4/3/2010
14. Obscur Et Fronce 4/3/2010
15. Ruts 4/3/2010
16. Le Châtiment De Tartufe 4/3/2010
17. The Old Guard 4/3/2010
18. Tartufe's Punishment 4/3/2010
19. The Famous Victory Of Saarbrucken 4/3/2010
20. Paris 4/3/2010
21. The Parents 4/3/2010
22. Vigils 4/3/2010
23. The Cupboard 4/3/2010
24. Lips Shut. Seen In Rome 4/3/2010
25. The Accursed Cherub 4/3/2010
26. Young Greedyguts 4/3/2010
27. The Sisters Of Charity 4/3/2010
28. First Communions 4/3/2010
29. Clearance Sale 4/3/2010
30. My Little Lovelies 4/3/2010
31. Le Forgeron (The Blacksmith) 4/3/2010
32. State Of Siege 4/3/2010
33. Paroxysms Of Caesars (Rages De Césars) 4/3/2010
34. To Music (À La Musique) 4/3/2010
35. Feasts Of Hunger 4/3/2010
36. L'Idole.. Sonnet Du Trou Du Cul 4/3/2010
37. Squattings 4/3/2010
38. Those Who Sit 4/3/2010
39. The Runaways/ Les Effares 4/3/2010
40. Seascape (Marine) 4/3/2010
Best Poem of Arthur Rimbaud

Novel

I.

No one's serious at seventeen.
--On beautiful nights when beer and lemonade
And loud, blinding cafés are the last thing you need
--You stroll beneath green lindens on the promenade.

Lindens smell fine on fine June nights!
Sometimes the air is so sweet that you close your eyes;
The wind brings sounds--the town is near--
And carries scents of vineyards and beer. . .

II.

--Over there, framed by a branch
You can see a little patch of dark blue
Stung by a sinister star that fades
With faint quiverings, so small and white. . ...

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Royalty

On a brilliant morning, in a city of lovely people,
A wonderful man and a wonderful woman
Were shouting out loud, in the middle of town:
'Oh, my friends... I wanter her to be queen! '
'I want to be a queen! '
She kept on laughing and trembling,
While he talked to his friends about revelations,
And tribulations at an end.
They laughed and they leaned close to one another.

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