Guillaume Apollinaire

(26 August 1880 – 9 November 1918 / Rome)

One Evening - Poem by Guillaume Apollinaire

An eagle descends from this sky white with archangels
And you sustain me
Let them tremble a long while all these lamps
Pray pray for me
The city’s metallic and it’s the only star
Drowned in your blue eyes
When the tramways run spurting pale fire
Over the twittering birds
And all that trembles in your eyes of my dreams
That a lonely man drinks
Under flames of gas red like a false dawn
O clothed your arm is lifted
See the speaker stick his tongue out at the listeners
A phantom has committed suicide
The apostle of the fig-tree hangs and slowly rots
Let us play this love out then to the end
Bells with clear chimes announce your birth
The streets are garlanded and the palms advance
Towards thee

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010

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