by phillipw | Jan 19, 2020 | LO, RI
L’Amour: The Sonnet Rimbaud Would Have Written If He Had Demon Possessed Paul Verlaine It’s less than breaths of shadows from a ghost. It’s farther than the farthest seashore of The most remote black planet. It’s the most Sought after of the hopes of women. Love....
by phillipw | Jan 19, 2020 | RI, VE
On a Leash Rimbaud remarked, “Dogs are liberals,” to Gastineau, the Mautés’ loving dog. A “doll-faced” time bomb ticked away with blue, Blue eyes, light blue and deep, until the fog Of future London filled that Paris home. He was an Ostrogothic army in...
by phillipw | Jan 17, 2020 | AR, RI
Arthur Rimbaud – Encyclopedie Larousse ….. Divide his face in half. The side seen on The viewer’s left is broader, narrow-eyed And fuller lipped, the eyebrow wider drawn By God—or whoever. Jekyll and Hyde Are called to mind since this side with crimped,...
by phillipw | Jan 15, 2020 | RI, VE
The Time That’s Stretched The time that’s stretched between Verlaine and us Has painted in a scumble on his scenes With Arthur. It’s as if some sort of pus Has been brushed over them like filthy jeans Encrusted with the grime of tears. A scrim Obscures our view...
by phillipw | Jan 15, 2020 | RI, VE
Synesthesia Verlaine spun out his poetry like silk From spider abdomens, but it had hues Of melody, it sounds the touch of milk, And all came also from the fragrant blues Of Rimbaud’s irises and, more, from deep Within the boy’s manly soul which sang In...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2020 | RI, VE
Getting Away with It Socrates said, “Alcibiades is unhappy because everywhere Alcibiades goes, Alcibiades takes himself with him.” If you were in a rented room with Paul On Howland Street, you too would want to spend Your time away from him, away from all That...
