Sensation Poem by Arthur Rimbaud

Sensation

Rating: 3.1


In the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths,
And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat:
Daydreaming I will feel the coolness on my feet.
I will let the wind bathe my bare head.
I will not speak, I will have no thoughts:
But infinite love will mount in my soul;
And I will go far, far off, like a gypsy,
Through the country side-joyous as if I were with a woman.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lekë Loshi 16 March 2010

So simple and beautiful.

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Arthur Rimbaud

Arthur Rimbaud

Charleville, Ardennes
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