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Monday, March 5, 2007
Against a fall of snow, a being beautiful, and tall
Whistlings of death and circles of faint musica
Make this adored body, swelling and trembling
Like a specter, rise...
Black and scarlet gashes burst in the gleaming flesh.
The true colors of life grow dark,
Shimmer and separate
In the scaffolding around the vision
Shiverings mutter and rise,
And the furious taste of these effects is charged
With deadly whistlings and raucous music
That the world, far between us, hurls up at our mother of beauty...
She retreats us, she rises up...
O ash white face
O tousled hair
O crystal arms!
On this cannon I mean to destroy myself
In a swirling of trees and soft air!
-Arthur Rimbaud
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