Paul Eluard

(14 December 1895 – 18 November 1952 / Saint Denis / Paris)

Paul Eluard Poems

1. Series 4/7/2010
2. Thus, Woman, Principle Of Life, Speaker Of The Ideal 4/7/2010
3. Lovely And Lifelike 4/7/2010
4. The Season Of Loves 4/7/2010
5. Uninterrupted Poetry 4/7/2010
6. The Immediate Life 4/7/2010
7. Nusch 4/7/2010
8. Our Life 4/7/2010
9. Nearer To Us 4/7/2010
10. Open Door 4/7/2010
11. To Marc Chagall 4/7/2010
12. Obsession 4/7/2010
13. Ring Of Peace 4/7/2010
14. The Word 4/7/2010
15. Max Ernst 4/7/2010
16. Your Orange Hair In The Void Of The World 4/7/2010
17. We Have Created The Night 4/7/2010
18. Talking Of Power And Love 4/7/2010
19. We Two 4/7/2010
20. The World Is Blue As An Orange 4/7/2010
21. The Beloved 4/7/2010
22. The Curve Of Your Eyes 4/7/2010
23. L'Amoureuse 12/14/2011
24. Other Children 1/3/2003
25. The Deaf And Blind 1/3/2003
26. In A New Night 4/7/2010
27. The Nakedness Of Truth (I Know It Well) 1/3/2003
28. It’s The Sweet Law Of Men 4/7/2010
29. The Human Face 1/3/2003
30. Liberty 4/7/2010
31. ‘you Rise The Water Unfolds’ 4/7/2010
32. To Live 1/3/2003
33. Fertile Eyes 4/7/2010
34. The Absence 1/3/2003
35. Even When We Sleep 4/7/2010
36. As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body’s Senses 4/7/2010
37. At The Window 4/7/2010
38. Easy 4/7/2010
39. I Said It To You 4/7/2010
40. A Single Smile 4/7/2010
Best Poem of Paul Eluard

La Courbe De Tes Yeux

La courbe de tes yeux fait le tour de mon coeur,
Un rond de danse et de douceur,
Auréole du temps, berceau nocturne et sûr,
Et si je ne sais plus tout ce que j'ai vécu
C'est que tes yeux ne m'ont pas toujours vu.
Feuilles de jour et mousse de rosée,
Roseaux du vent, sourires parfumés,
Ailes couvrant le monde de lumière,
Bateaux chargés du ciel et de la mer,
Chasseurs des bruits et sources de couleurs,
Parfums éclos d'une couvée d'aurores
Qui gît toujours sur la paille des astres,
Comme le jour dépend de l'innocence
Le monde entier dépend de ...

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Curfew

What else could we do, for the doors were guarded,
What else could we do, for they had imprisoned us,
What else could we do, for the streets were forbidden us,
What else could we do, for the town was asleep?
What else could we do, for she hungered and thirsted,
What else could we do, for we were defenceless,
What else could we do, for night had descended,
What else could we do, for we were in love?

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