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Les Bijoux (The Jewels)

La très chère était nue, et, connaissant mon coeur,
Elle n'avait gardé que ses bijoux sonores,
Dont le riche attirail lui donnait l'air vainqueur
Qu'ont dans leurs jours heureux les esclaves des Mores.

Quand il jette en dansant son bruit vif et moqueur,
Ce monde rayonnant de métal et de pierre
Me ravit en extase, et j'aime à la fureur
Les choses où le son se mêle à la lumière.

Elle était donc couchée et se laissait aimer,
Et du haut du divan elle souriait d'aise
À mon amour profond et doux comme la mer,
Qui vers elle montait comme vers sa falaise.

Les yeux fixés sur moi, comme un tigre dompté,
D'un air vague et rêveur elle essayait des poses,
Et la candeur unie à la lubricité
Donnait un charme neuf à ses métamorphoses;

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poem by Charles Baudelaire
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La Chevelure (Her Hair)

Ô toison, moutonnant jusque sur l'encolure!
Ô boucles! Ô parfum chargé de nonchaloir!
Extase! Pour peupler ce soir l'alcôve obscure
Des souvenirs dormant dans cette chevelure,
Je la veux agiter dans l'air comme un mouchoir!

La langoureuse Asie et la brûlante Afrique,
Tout un monde lointain, absent, presque défunt,
Vit dans tes profondeurs, forêt aromatique!
Comme d'autres esprits voguent sur la musique,
Le mien, ô mon amour! nage sur ton parfum.

J'irai là-bas où l'arbre et l'homme, pleins de sève,
Se pâment longuement sous l'ardeur des climats;
Fortes tresses, soyez la houle qui m'enlève!
Tu contiens, mer d'ébène, un éblouissant rêve
De voiles, de rameurs, de flammes et de mâts:

Un port retentissant où mon âme peut boire
À grands flots le parfum, le son et la couleur

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poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Starling Flight

Starlings whorl,
gyre curls
rise, turn, drop
to airy knot
rippling mist, round
folds, cloud
undulant

when, without warning,
they light and draw a tight
line of night
on thin wires.

poem by Steven Federle
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Cherry Blossoms on Palm Sunday

Windy day,
undulant sun
floods smooth cut of lawn

as cherry blossoms race
and lightly fall upon
my upturned face.

O, Sacrificial Tree!
your bright glory cast
to the clamant breeze and
let fill your boughs
with ordinary green.

poem by Steven Federle
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Jade

THE patient craftsman of the East who made
His undulant dragons of the veined jade,
And wound their sinuous volutes round the whole
Pellucid green redundance of the bowl,
Chiseled his subtle traceries with the same
Keen stone he wrought them in.
Nor praise, nor blame,
Nor gifts the years relinquish or refuse,
But only a grief commensurate with thy soul,
Shall carve it in a shape for gods to use.

poem by Edith Wharton
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Young Sycamore

I must tell you
this young tree
whose round and firm trunk
between the wet

pavement and the gutter
(where water
is trickling) rises
bodily

into the air with
one undulant
thrust half its height-
and then

dividing and waning
sending out
young branches on
all sides-

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poem by William Carlos Williams
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Towards 280 (after Wayne Thiebaud)

Vibrant canvas, undulant colors
thin lines of thick paint
streaking white fields,
of bright California light.

The blue road plummets
into wider boulevards.
Down steep freeways
over shadowed s-curves
the black cars streak.

Past the pink condo
rising high along the blacktop,
its thrusting blue shadow slicing
the indurate road,

they drive down bright 280
past creamy waves of warehouse
through fields of pale gold,

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poem by Steven Federle
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Exultant Song Of My Undulant Heart

For you my heart is but a humble harbinger
I dedicate to you
The exultant song of my undulant heart
replete with its fountains, hiccups, and fangs

the cascading chorus of rushing river currents
the meek sough of the sated nursling
the tormented howl of the hunger stricken wolf

swift timid ravenous

these words however
merely sink into a
sepulchral gulf
of grave blindness and moribund silence

only when captured in the heavenly aeries of your ears
do they rise to the surface to join
the passionate roar and foam of the waves

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Sonnet XLII: I Hunt For A Sign Of You

I hunt for a sign of you in all the others,
In the rapid undulant river of women,
Braids, shyly sinking eyes,
Light step that slices, sailing through the foam.

Suddenly I think I can make out your nails,
Oblong, quick, nieces of a cherry:
Then it's your hair that passes by, and I think
I see your image, a bonfire, burning in the water.

I searched, but no one else had your rhythms,
Your light, the shady day you brought from the forest;
Nobody had your tiny ears.

You are whole, exact, and everything you are is one,
And so I go along, with you I float along, loving
A wide Mississippi toward a feminine sea.

poem by Pablo Neruda
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Before Sleep

The lateral vibrations caress me,
They leap and caress me,
They work pathetically in my favour,
They seek my financial good.

She of the spear stands present.
The gods of the underworld attend me, O Annubis,
These are they of thy company.
With a pathetic solicitude they attend me;
Undulant,
Their realm is the lateral courses.

Light!
I am up to follow thee, Pallas.
Up and out of their caresses.
You were gone up as a rocket,
Bending your passages from right to left and from left to right
In the flat projection of a spiral.
The gods of drugged sleep attend me,

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poem by Ezra Pound
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