“I'm now making myself as scummy as I can. Why? I want to be a poet, and I'm working at turning myself into a seer. You won't understand any of this, and I'm almost incapable of explaining it to you. The idea is to reach the unknown by the derangement of all the senses. It involves enormous suffering, but one must be strong and be a born poet. It's really not my fault.”
Remembering Arthur Rimbaud on his birthday.
“I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.”
Remembering Arthur Rimbaud on his birthday.
New month, new destination - quick stopover in Paris before I‘m off to London tomorrow. Had completely forgotten that I‘m staying at the Arthur Rimbaud Hotel. It‘s très jolie - the rooms are named after poems - mine‘s Ô saisons, ô châteaux. Very cute ?
Three cheers for dancers disembowled!
There's room to writhe on the killing floor.
Is it a battle... or is it a dance? Who cares:
Mad Beelzebub fiddles, evermore.
Happy Halloween everyone!!💀☠💀☠
pickSearching my home library I found this surprise old gem! Pleasantly surprised by a brief biography of Rimbaud and some very interesting prose & poetry. Want to read more of and about this odd fellow. The end includes a selective bibliography of books in English, although I wish I could read French!
#QuotsyJuly18 #genius @TK-421
Well, it was a good three weeks of spring, nice while it lasted 😅😩☀️🔥
I am not a prisoner of my reason.
- "Bad Blood”
