Departure Poem by Arthur Rimbaud

Departure

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Everything seen...
The vision gleams in every air.
Everything had...
The far sound of cities, in the evening,
In sunlight, and always.
Everything known...
O Tumult! O Visions! These are the stops of life.

Departure in affection, and shining sounds.

Monday, January 30, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: cities
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Arthur Rimbaud

Arthur Rimbaud

Charleville, Ardennes
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