Guillaume Apollinaire

(26 August 1880 – 9 November 1918 / Rome)

The White Snow - Poem by Guillaume Apollinaire

The angels the angels in the sky
One’s dressed as an officer
One’s dressed as a chef today
And the others sing
Fine sky-coloured officer
Sweet Spring when Christmas is long gone
Will deck you with a lovely sun
A lovely sun
The chef plucks geese
Ah! Snowfalls hiss
Fall and how I miss
My beloved in my arms


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010



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