Paul Eluard

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

Paul Eluard Poems

41. The Curve Of Your Eyes 4/7/2010
42. The Deaf And Blind 1/3/2003
43. The Human Face 1/3/2003
44. The Immediate Life 4/7/2010
45. The Nakedness Of Truth (I Know It Well) 1/3/2003
46. The River 1/3/2003
47. The Season Of Loves 4/7/2010
48. The Word 4/7/2010
49. The World Is Blue As An Orange 4/7/2010
50. Thus, Woman, Principle Of Life, Speaker Of The Ideal 4/7/2010
51. To Live 1/3/2003
52. To Marc Chagall 4/7/2010
53. Uninterrupted Poetry 4/7/2010
54. We Have Created The Night 4/7/2010
55. We Two 4/7/2010
56. Your Orange Hair In The Void Of The World 4/7/2010
Best Poem of Paul Eluard

Five Haiku

The wind
Undecided
Rolls a cigarette of air

The mute girl talks:
It is art's imperfection.
This impenetrable speech.

The motor car is truly launched:
Four martyrs' heads
Roll under the wheels.

Ah! a thousand flames, a fire,
The light, a shadow!
The sun is following me.

A feather gives to a hat
A touch of lightness:
The chimney smokes.

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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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