a season in hell: hunger / Arthur Rimbaud
Feb. 8th, 2011 10:21 amIt is recovered!
What? Eternity.
It is the sea
Mixed with the sun.
My soul eternal,
Redeem your promise,
In spite of the night alone
And the day on fire.
Of human suffrage,
of common aspirings,
You free yourself then!
You fly according to…
Hope never more,
No orietur
Science and patience,
Retribution is sure.
No tomorrows,
Embers of satin
Your ardor is now
Your duty only.
It is recovered!
What? Eternity.
It is the sea
Mixed with the sun.
What? Eternity.
It is the sea
Mixed with the sun.
My soul eternal,
Redeem your promise,
In spite of the night alone
And the day on fire.
Of human suffrage,
of common aspirings,
You free yourself then!
You fly according to…
Hope never more,
No orietur
Science and patience,
Retribution is sure.
No tomorrows,
Embers of satin
Your ardor is now
Your duty only.
It is recovered!
What? Eternity.
It is the sea
Mixed with the sun.
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Date: 2011-02-07 10:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-08 06:17 am (UTC)Of course...the best thing, is to read the poem in the language it was born through. You cannot be closer, almost. I always think about those missing things that cannot be conveyed in translations, and always find myself reading a lot of variation of the same poem- not that i mind...
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Date: 2011-02-08 01:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-09 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-09 02:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-11 02:55 am (UTC)I've been searching around for the day on fire novel- wow, it's indeed very quite the rare one. I can't wait till i buy it anyhow!
Re: Faim
Date: 2011-02-11 02:58 am (UTC)My version comes in french and english translations, which is great, since i understand some french and now and then, re-arrange the translations for myself :)