Drifters.

Author:Rimbaud, Arthur
Position:FOUR POEMS - Vagabonds - Poem
 
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(Translated from the French of Arthur Rimbaud's Illuminations)

Pathetic brother! How many horrible evenings I owed him! "I wasn't sufficiently involved in this enterprise. I made light of his infirmity. Because of me we would revert to exile, to slavery." He attributed to me both bad luck and innocence, each highly bizarre, and he produced disturbing reasons for this. I would respond by sneering at this satanic doctor, and finally going over to the window. I was creating, beyond the countryside crossed by bands playing rare music, phantoms of future nocturnal luxury. After this vaguely hygienic amusement, I would lie down on a straw mattress. And, almost every...

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