O cowards! There she is!
Pile out into the stations!
The sun with its fiery lungs blew clear
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Society and brothels! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The towering poetic genius of the great Arthur Rimbaud, whose words, albeit in translation could reduce a famous city to its essential rubble; and yet the entropy chased him down as he navigated the world attempting to be a captain of industry, crippled with a tumour, his injured body bringing that same mind back to Frabce for a poor death.
Tirades on all indulging in the pleasures of gorgeous beauties of Paris indeed are an eyes opener to all through the sound words of Poet to the world good men or humanity to lead a better respectable life! Thanks for sharing this here!
Although an expression of anger and disappointment, it's overlaid with powerful poetic magnificence. Nice.