Stéphane Mallarmé

(1842-1898 / France)

Sea Breeze


The flesh is sad, Alas! and I have read all the books.
Let’s go! Far off. Let’s go! I sense
that the birds, intoxicated, fly
deep into unknown spume and sky!
Nothing – not even old gardens mirrored by eyes –
can restrain this heart that drenches itself in the sea,
O nights, or the abandoned light of my lamp,
on the void of paper, that whiteness defends,
no, not even the young woman feeding her child.
I will go! Steamer, straining at your ropes
lift your anchor towards an exotic rawness!
A Boredom, made desolate by cruel hope
still believes in the last goodbye of handkerchiefs!
And perhaps the masts, inviting lightning,
are those the gale bends over shipwrecks,
lost, without masts, without masts, no fertile islands...
But, oh my heart, listen to the sailors’ chant!

Submitted: Tuesday, January 21, 2003

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read poems about / on: woman, sad, child, hope, lost, sea, sky, light, heart, believe, mirror, women, children

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Sea Breeze by Stéphane Mallarmé )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Smoking Euthanasia, Dexsta Ray
  2. Touch, Francis Wanyiri
  3. poet laureate i think, lee fones
  4. सोरनिबा आगान, Ronjoy Brahma
  5. Roaring ready to go…, Mark Heathcote
  6. why does this have to happen, Happy Hippie Girl
  7. Sadness Of Living, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  8. Blackened Bronze, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  9. Child of the South, Leah Ayliffe
  10. Progressive Yearnings, RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Poem of the Day

poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness radiantly!--yet soon
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Jessie Mackay

 
[Hata Bildir]