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A review by thewhimsicalowl
Illuminations by Arthur Rimbaud
4.0
"Everything turned to shadow and a passionate aquarium. In the morning, a bellicose dawn in June, I ran to the fields."
Reading a Rimbaud poem gives me the same sensation as gazing at a Surrealist painting.
"Adagio—Ah! The endless egoism of adolescence, studious optimism: how full of flowers the world was that summer! Dying songs and shapes... A choir, to calm helplessness and absence! A choir of glasses, of nocturnal tunes."
"Wise music is missing from our desire."
Reading a Rimbaud poem gives me the same sensation as gazing at a Surrealist painting.
"Adagio—Ah! The endless egoism of adolescence, studious optimism: how full of flowers the world was that summer! Dying songs and shapes... A choir, to calm helplessness and absence! A choir of glasses, of nocturnal tunes."
"Wise music is missing from our desire."