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. The Old Guard 4/3/2010
3. Le Châtiment De Tartufe 4/3/2010
4. The Famous Victory Of Saarbrucken 4/3/2010
5. Squattings 4/3/2010
6. Stages (Scenes) 4/3/2010
7. Lips Shut. Seen In Rome 4/3/2010
8. Stupra Ii 4/3/2010
9. May Banners 4/3/2010
10. State Of Siege 4/3/2010
11. The Customs Men 4/3/2010
12. Working People 4/3/2010
13. The Parents 4/3/2010
14. The Cupboard 4/3/2010
15. Tear 4/3/2010
16. Promontory 4/3/2010
17. The Sideboard 4/3/2010
18. The Ancient Beasts 4/3/2010
19. Morts De Quatre-Vingt-Douze (Dead Of '92) 4/3/2010
20. Side Show 4/3/2010
21. Song Of The Highest Tower 4/3/2010
22. What One Says To The Poet On The Subject Of Flowers 4/3/2010
23. Winter Festival 4/3/2010
24. The Sly One 4/3/2010
25. Young Greedyguts 4/3/2010
26. The Sisters Of Charity 4/3/2010
27. Ruts 4/3/2010
28. Genie 4/3/2010
29. First Communions 4/3/2010
30. Tartufe's Punishment 4/3/2010
31. Paroxysms Of Caesars (Rages De Césars) 4/3/2010
32. Tale 4/3/2010
33. Les Effarés 4/3/2010
34. Young Couple 4/3/2010
35. Paris 4/3/2010
36. Vigils 4/3/2010
37. People In Church 4/3/2010
38. Vowels 4/3/2010
39. Metropolitan 4/3/2010
40. The Accursed Cherub 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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