Stéphane Mallarmé

(1842-1898 / France)

Stéphane Mallarmé Poems

1. A Negress 4/2/2010
2. A Toast 4/2/2010
3. Album Leaf 1/21/2003
4. All Summarised The Soul… 4/2/2010
5. Another Fan 4/2/2010
6. Anxiety 4/2/2010
7. Apparition 4/2/2010
8. Crushed By… 4/2/2010
9. Distress 4/2/2010
10. Funeral Libation (At Gautier’s Tomb) 4/2/2010
11. Futile Petition 4/2/2010
12. L’apres-Midi D’un Faune 4/2/2010
13. Little Air 4/2/2010
14. My Books… 4/2/2010
15. One (Translated In English) 4/2/2010
16. Prose 4/2/2010
17. Salutation 4/2/2010
18. Sea Breeze 1/21/2003
19. Sigh 4/2/2010
20. Sonnet 4/2/2010
21. Sonnet: ‘le Vierge, Le Vivace…’ 4/2/2010
22. Sonnet: ‘quand L’ombre Menaça…’ 4/2/2010
23. Sonnet: ‘ses Purs Ongles Très Haut…’ 4/2/2010
24. Sonnet: ‘victorieusement Fui Le Suicide…’ 4/2/2010
25. Summer Sadness 4/2/2010
26. The Clown Chastised 4/2/2010
27. The Poem’s Gift 4/2/2010
28. The Tomb Of Charles Baudelaire 4/2/2010
29. The Tomb Of Edgar Allan Poe 4/2/2010
30. To Introduce Myself… 4/2/2010
31. To The Sole Concern 4/2/2010
32. Tomb (Of Verlaine) 4/2/2010
33. What Silk… 4/2/2010
Best Poem of Stéphane Mallarmé

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 ...

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A Toast

Nothing, this foam, virgin verse
Depicting the chalice alone:
Far off a band of Sirens drown
Many of them head first.

We sail, O my various
Friends, I already at the stern,
You at the lavish prow that churns
The lightning’s and the winters’ flood:

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