Paul Eluard

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

Five Haiku - Poem by Paul Eluard

The wind
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.

Comments about Five Haiku by Paul Eluard

  • (12/22/2017 6:49:00 AM)

    When True Poets Write/ They Knew They Were Forever... / Before They Were Read. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/22/2017 6:42:00 AM)

    The Recognition/ Of This Species Called Mankind/ Amounts To Nothing. (Report) Reply

  • (12/22/2017 6:36:00 AM)

    You Don't See Me Now... / Recognition Seldom Comes/ During One's Lifetime. (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (3/28/2017 3:55:00 AM)

    Each one of the above haiku poems has a different theme. I have enjoyed reading these tiny poems since they provide an insight into variety of situations or conditions. Thanks. (Report) Reply

  • (4/29/2014 8:41:00 AM)

    Very nicely done! Love haikis! (Report) Reply

  • Captain Herbert Poetry (4/27/2014 4:05:00 AM)

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

    Hats off
    Thumbs up
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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