By Arthur Rimbaud; John Sturrock; Jeremy Harding
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A doorway open to evening: by the light You’d see him, high up, groaning on the railing Under a void of light hung from the roof. In summer, Especially, vanquished, stupefied, stubborn, He’d shut himself in the toilet’s coolness: He could think in peace there, sacrificing his nostrils. When the small garden cleansed of the smell of day, Filled with light, behind the house, in winter, Lying at the foot of a wall, buried in clay Rubbing his dazzled eyes hard, for the visions, He listened to the scabbed espaliers creaking.
To superb nauseas let your nostrils gape! Steep your neck’s tendons in foulest poison! Lowering crossed hands on your childish nape The Poet commands: ‘O cowards, forgo reason! Because it’s the Woman’s guts you’re rifling, A further convulsion yet you fear from her, A cry, asphyxiating your infamous perching Over her breast, with its dreadful pressure. Syphilitics, kings, mad puppets, ventriloquists, What can they matter then to Paris the whore, Your poisons or your rags, your minds or fists? She’ll shake them off, those rotten snarling jaws!
Gulp, for the Queen, her arse that falls in folds! Listen out, for the work of stupid tearing Hiccups! Hear them leap in night’s fiery gold: The old, the useless, lackeys, and fools panting! 46 O hearts of dirt, O you disgusting mouths, Work more vigorously, mouths of horror! Wine, for these ignoble torpors’ drouths… Your bellies melt with shame, O Conquerors! To superb nauseas let your nostrils gape! Steep your neck’s tendons in foulest poison! Lowering crossed hands on your childish nape The Poet commands: ‘O cowards, forgo reason!