Paul Verlaine

(1844-1896 / France)

Chanson D'Automne - Poem by Paul Verlaine

Leaf-strewing gales
Utter low wails
Like violins,--
Till on my soul
Their creeping dole
Stealthily wins....

Days long gone by!
In such hour, I,
Choking and pale,
Call you to mind,--
Then like the wind
Weep I and wail.

And, as by wind
Harsh and unkind,
Driven by grief,
Go I, here, there,
Recking not where,
Like the dead leaf.


Comments about Chanson D'Automne by Paul Verlaine

  • (9/10/2018 1:24:00 AM)


    Lousy translation. James Elroy Flecker's version is much better. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/10/2018 1:04:00 AM)


    Terrible translation. The best one I know is a paraphrase by James Elroy Flecker in a poem about his childhood on Leckhampton Hill (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010



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