To a Reason

By Arthur Rimbaud 1854–1891 Arthur Rimbaud

Translated from the French by John Ashbery Read the translator's notes

A tap of your finger on the drum releases all sounds and initiates the new harmony.
      A step of yours is the conscription of the new men and their marching orders.
     You look away: the new love!
     You look back,—the new love!
     “Change our fates, shoot down the plagues, beginning with time,” the children sing to you. “Build wherever you can the substance of our fortunes and our wishes,” they beg you.
     Arriving from always, you’ll go away everywhere.

Source: Poetry (April 2011).

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This poem originally appeared in the April 2011 issue of Poetry magazine

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 Arthur  Rimbaud

Biography

Arthur Rimbaud (1854–1891) is the supreme child genius in the history of poetry. Born in Charleville, France, he attended school there, then left for Paris where he embarked on a disastrous but enormously productive erotic relationship with another great poet, Paul Verlaine. When that affair wrecked itself spectacularly—with Verlaine sent to prison for shooting Rimbaud—Rimbaud apparently abandoned poetry, left Europe, eventually . . .

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POET’S REGION France

Poetic Terms Prose Poem, Symbolist

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