by phillipw | Jan 20, 2020 | GR
Murmurs/Purling [“Lo! I divine through murmurs borne The subtle thread of voices old” ~ Paul Verlaine, “Je divine, a travers un murmure” in Romances sans Paroles] Just broken murmurs...
by phillipw | Jan 20, 2020 | RI, VE
Revenez, Revenez, Chers Amis Come back to us, Verlaine, Rimbaud! We need You at this hour. We need you so that you Can edify us, show us not to breed False freedoms. None of us wants Xanadu Heaved up by license, anger or your faux Amour. We do not want your...
by phillipw | Jan 20, 2020 | RI, VE
July the Fourth, 1873 Rimbaud recalls his older man to crawl To Arthur’s bed in Camden and return To more abuse and weak man’s pain, but Paul Refuses. He has had enough to burn His heart forever and to brand it with Hard scars to last for an eternity And so he...
by phillipw | Jan 20, 2020 | RI
Un Ange Ivre He came as angel and as thug, as gay, And mad as drug-infested members in A cholo gang. He didn’t have to play The part of wild provincial boy akin To Mozart crossed with Noble Savages: That’s what he was. He was a cannibal, Incestuous in his...
by phillipw | Jan 20, 2020 | RI, VE
Speaking of Lice: And Only Man is Vile “unbelievably brutal, loud-mouthed people in the streets” ~ Paul Verlaine on the people of London “To see oursels as ithers see us” ~ Robert Burns He said that they were small and skinny, too, Emaciated, most especially The...
