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Verlaine's Rimbaud
Verlaine's Rimbaud
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PAUL VERLAINE (1844 - 1896) was a leading light of the French Parnassian poets, highly praised for his early collection of verse, Ftes galantes (1869). In 1872 he deserted Paris, wife and child, and the Parnassians to travel with young poet Arthur Rimbaud on a quest to "renew poetic vision." Use of drugs, alcohol, sex and violence in this pursuit led to gunshots, a prison-term, exile and the end of the two poets' relationship. Throughout this period and over the following two decades of his life, Verlaine wrote many of his finest poems about this turbulent affair.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris US
Release dateApr 23, 2016
ISBN9781514479179
Verlaine's Rimbaud
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D.J. Carlile

Critic, poet, playwright D.J. CARLILE has also translated the complete poems and prose of Arthur Rimbaud (Rimbaud: The Works, Xlibris 2000). "These are the best renditions of Rimbaud in English since Wallace Fowlie's nearly forty years ago, and many of them surpass that high standard. These poems have been wrestled with, which is the very least they demand, and successfully brought back home. Carlile gets the difficult switches and swoops of tone mostly right, and the linguistic detail is impressive--for 'Une voix étreignait mon coeur gelé' you can't get much better than 'a voice would hobble my frostbitten heart'." [2002] Charles Nicholl, author of SOMEBODY ELSE: ARTHUR RIMBAUD IN AFRICA.

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    Verlaine's Rimbaud - D.J. Carlile

    VERLAINE’S

    RIMBAUD

    "Toi, dieu parmi les demi-dieux!

    … mon grand pêche radieux…"

    poems by

    PAUL VERLAINE

    apropos

    ARTHUR RIMBAUD

    translated from the French by

    D.J. Carlile

    with notes and commentary

    Copyright © 2016 by D.J. Carlile.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

    Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

    Certain stock imagery © Thinkstock.

    Rev. date: 02/27/2017

    Xlibris

    1-888-795-4274

    www.Xlibris.com

    538729

    CONTENTS

    Introduction

    I First Words

    Rendezvous

    These Passions

    It’s Raining in My Heart

    Verses for Aspersion

    Poet and Muse

    II The Road

    That Languorous Ecstasy

    Green

    Whipping Through

    Spleen

    Walcourt

    Belgian Landscapes

    On the Endless…

    III Cities and the Sea

    Kaleidoscope

    Beams

    Invocation

    We Have to Forgive

    The Sadness, the Weakness

    Limping Sonnet

    IV Body and Soul

    Sonnet In Praise of the Butthole

    At the Café

    Mount Me Now…

    Bad Bed-Mate

    Even When

    The Good Disciple

    Crime of Love

    V Memory

    Vintage Seasons

    Landscape

    Moons I

    In the Style Of Paul Verlaine (Moons II)

    Explanation (Moons III)

    Another Explanation (Moons IV)

    Verlaine’s Preface to Illuminations (1886)

    À Arthur Rimbaud

    To Arthur Rimbaud

    Restless and Rejoicing

    For Arthur Rimbaud (After a Portrait-Sketch of Him by His Sister)

    The Last Feast of Love

    The Art of Poetry

    Pierrot

    Frontispiece

    Dream

    Awakening

    VI APROPOS P.V. AND A.R.

    Appendices

    Rimbaud’s Verlaine Poems

    Young Marrieds

    Young Glutton

    Feast of Love (Paul Verlaine)

    A Season In Hell: Delirium I

    Illuminations (2)

    Poison Perdu

    Spoilt Poison, Spilled Poison

    Letters Rimbaud-Verlaine

    New Notes on Rimbaud : Verlaine 1895

    Chanson d’automne

    Song of Autumn

    Notes

    Sources

    This is for

    C. Tyler Price

    Feliks T. & Tony O.

    Jubo G. & Britny D.

    The original sense of genius…had a spiritual rather than a physical sense and implied the primitive creative power with which a man is born… .

    In real love, as opposed to confused sexual groping or a simple decision to marry and settle down, genius is always present; and manifests itself with its usual supra-sensory bending of time into a manageable ring.

    Robert Graves

    Genius

    DIFFICULT QUESTIONS, EASY ANSWERS 1972

    "To Verlaine every corner of the world was alive with tempting and consoling and terrifying beauty … [He] gave its full value to every moment…to every occurrence of the day, to every mood of the mind, to every impulse of the creative instinct…"

    Arthur Symons

    THE SYMBOLIST MOVEMENT (1919)

    "Verlaine—wretched—a career of poverty. Crude manners, habits, ideas—but what a voice! […] Verlaine and Rimbaud, angels chanting Merde! in chorus."

    Paul Valéry

    NOTEBOOKS (1925-32)

    "In a time when most poems were still earnestly literal and picturesque… here was a poet modern in his vertigo and anomie, modern in tone, and modern, indeed, before anyone precisely knew what modern was… .

    "Paul Verlaine, arise then!… Sing to us of unquenchable angers—of literature as a blood sport, a criminal enterprise, and war by other means. Sing, heartbroken even now, of the teenage Pied Piper who wrecked your marriage, destroyed your reputation, spent the better part of your inheritance, then led you, a grown man, into the whirlwind, beyond which lay the portals of immortality.

    Sing, great shade, of the monsters together.

    Bruce Duffy

    DISASTER WAS MY GOD (2011)

    What can be said of the passionate friendships which must be confused with love, and yet nevertheless are something else…?

    Jean Cocteau

    OPIUM (1930)

    INTRODUCTION

    By the time he was 25 years old, Paul Verlaine was an established poet, recently married into money and lionized by the literary crowd that surrounded him. In the summer of 1871 he received a batch of astonishingly mature works from a young poet in the provinces of northern France. After a brief exchange of letters, Verlaine sent train fare and summoned Arthur Rimbaud, age fifteen, to Paris. In his letters the teenage poet had given his age as twenty-one. His arrival in Paris changed both of their lives.

    Rimbaud was introduced to the literati where his recently completed poem "The Drunken Boat"100 lines of hallucinatory vividness—made waves among them. Verlaine himself was swept away, smitten by this young man with the perfectly oval face of an exiled angel ... and disquietingly blue eyes (as he would later describe him). The two poets soon forged a bond that became the object of in-crowd scandal and gossip. Fiercely precocious, Rimbaud was wholly devoted to a program of deranging [or deregulating] all the senses, where, as Jean-Luc Steinmetz has described it, self-depravity furnished a reverse method of self-transformation that would renew poetic vision. The young poet called for Verlaine’s complicity in this program, encouraging all of the older poet’s alcoholic, drug-prone, violent, and homoerotic tendencies. Within a year Verlaine had deserted his wife and infant son, heading for Belgium in the company of Rimbaud, then sixteen. They left Paris by train, then travelled on foot with no luggage and little money. They slept in fields or at wayside shelters.

    They led a precarious existence in Brussels, eventually relocating to London the following year. They lived on money sent by Verlaine’s mother out of his inheritance and the occasional odd job as French tutors. In the summer of 1873, after a name-calling fracas, Verlaine abruptly deserted Rimbaud, leaving him stranded in the British metropolis. Within days, however, they had reunited in Brussels (magic townla ville magique—as Verlaine called it). Rimbaud wanted to return to Paris; Verlaine, facing divorce proceedings there, wanted to go back to London, despite their shaky financial situation in that city. After two days of increasing impasse, Verlaine went out at 6:00 A.M., got drunk, then bought a pistol and a box of ammunition. (It’s for you and me and everyone! he would tell Rimbaud).

    That

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