Night

Paul Verlaine – Circospezione / Circumspection

Charles Francois Daubigny, Moonrise, 1861 Give me your hand, still your breath, let’s rest  Under this great tree where the breeze dies Beneath grey branches, in broken sighs, The soft, tender rays of the moon caress. Motionless, and lowering our eyes, Not thinking, dreaming. Let love that tires Have its moment, and happiness that expires, …

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Guillaume Apollinaire – My friends finally admitted their contempt

James Abbott McNeill Whistler, Nocturne in Black and Gold – The Falling Rocket, 1875 My friends finally admitted their contempt   Out of brimming glasses I drank down the stars  And while I slept an angel massacred The lambs and shepherds of a woeful folds Some false centurions brought vinegar  The wounded wretches danced as the …

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