Rimbaud

(Illuminations XIV: Les Ponts) [The Bridges]

Grey skies of crystal. A bizarre design of bridges, now straight, now curved, and others descending in oblique angles to meet the former, and these patterns repeating themselves in other well-lit windings of canal, but all so long and weightless that the shores, weighted with domes, sink and contract. Some of these bridges are still covered with hovels. Others bear masts, signals, frail parapets. Minor chords interlace, and fade; ropes rise from the banks. You distinguish a red coat, other clothes perhaps and musical instruments. Are those popular airs, snatches from noble concerts, the remains of public anthems? The water is grey and blue, wide as an arm of the sea. A white ray, falling from on high, annihilates this comedy.

Text quoted from http://www.poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/French/Rimbaud2.htm#_Toc202067626

Image reproduced from http://rickrozoff.wordpress.com/2011/03/30/rimbaud-evil/

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