Paul Verlaine

(1844-1896 / France)

Clair De Lune


Your soul is as a moonlit landscape fair,
Peopled with maskers delicate and dim,
That play on lutes and dance and have an air
Of being sad in their fantastic trim.

The while they celebrate in minor strain
Triumphant love, effective enterprise,
They have an air of knowing all is vain,-
And through the quiet moonlight their songs rise,

The melancholy moonlight, sweet and lone,
That makes to dream the birds upon the tree,
And in their polished basins of white stone
The fountains tall to sob with ecstasy.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Form:


Do you like this poem?
1 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Clair De Lune by Paul Verlaine )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. 04 Tongues Made Of Glass, Shaun Shane
  2. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  3. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  4. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  5. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  6. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  7. Dreams, Langston Hughes
  8. If, Rudyard Kipling
  9. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  10. All the World's a Stage, William Shakespeare

Poem of the Day

poet William Wordsworth

Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray:
And, when I crossed the wild,
I chanced to see at break of day
The solitary child.

No mate, no comrade Lucy knew;
...... Read complete »

   

New Poems

  1. End of my life, tulip mayer
  2. The Republic, Vincent Barrowcliffe
  3. To Much Rain, Phil Soar
  4. Darlene comes in you, Dwitun Basumatary
  5. Call Bridge, Dwitun Basumatary
  6. unsaid feelings, tulip mayer
  7. Earth, Robert Ronnow
  8. Way home on a Train, Dwitun Basumatary
  9. Our House In Winter, Tony Adah
  10. The X-Man, Dwitun Basumatary
[Hata Bildir]