Two years ago i came across this french poet who’s works are very similar to the likes of Edgar Allan Poe,Sir Arthur Rimbaud.I was so fascinated(still am) by his works that i ended up writing one of his french poems translated into english at the back of a book cover 2yrs back:D.And even though i feel i should have written this post earlier(one of his works),..I feel its aptness now.
The End of the Day(originally written in french)
Under a bleak white light she runs, dances and writhes without reason – Life, shameless and shrill.
And so, as soon as on the horizon
Voluptuous night rises, calming everything, even hunger, blotting out everything, even shame, the Poet says to himself, ‘At last!
‘My spirit, like my spine, ardently prays for rest;
with a heart full of funeral dreams,
‘I shall lie down on my back and roll myself up in your curtains,
o refreshing darkness!’
Charles Baudelaire