Rimbaud Marine by gioAqGh

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									                 Marine

Chariots of silver and of copper—
Prows of steel and of silver—
Batter the foam—
Lift up the stumps of bramble.
The currents of the earth,
And the immense ruts of the ebb tide,
Flow circularly toward the east,
Toward the pillars of the forest,
Toward the posts of the jetty,
Whose angle is buffeted by whirlwinds of light.

               —Arthur Rimbaud

               trans: Stephen Dobyns

								
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