Saturday, April 3, 2010

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Gracious son of Pan! Around your forehead
crowned with flowerets
and with laurel, restlessly roll
those precious balls, your eyes.
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Arthur Rimbaud
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Susan Williams 13 May 2017

I think I will agree with Michael Morgan's comment below. This poem just wasn't my cup of tea and unfortunately I cannot read French.

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Michael Morgan 17 February 2014

In French this poem is hypnotic and like a wind chime. In English, it's a little embarrassing

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