ARTHUR RIMBAUD Poem DAWN – AUBE full TEXT Translated English

Prose poems by Rimbaud

Arthur Rimbaud
Dawn

( French original: Aube )

from: Illuminations

Full text, translation into English

French literature

” Dawn “ (original french: Aube) is a poem by Arthur Rimbaud and is part of the collection “Illuminations” (original French: Illuminations), written between 1873 and 1875.

Arthur Rimbaud wrote all of his poems between the ages of 16 and 21. For him, poetry was a means to express his rebellion. Arthur Rimbaud believed that the true poet was a clairvoyant. After the “Verse Poems,” he composed the Illuminations (meaning focused on another reality), which is a collection of prose poems.

Chronologically, ” Dawn “ represents the dawn, the beginning, the moment of the day, and thus carries a temporal sense and, in a broader sense, the beginning of life. “Dawn” derives from the Latin word “Alba” meaning white, which evokes innocence, purity, and childhood.

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Arthur Rimbaud

Dawn

Prose poems by Rimbaud

Full text translated into English

I embraced the summer dawn.

Nothing yet stirred on the face of the palaces. The water is dead. The shadows still camped in the woodland road. I walked, waking quick warm breaths, and gems looked on, and wings rose without a sound.

The first venture was, in a path already filled with fresh, pale gleams, a flower who told me her name.

I laughed at the blond wasserfall that tousled through the pines: on the silver summit I recognized the goddess.

Then, one by one, I lifted up her veils. In the lane, waving my arms. Across the plain, where I notified the cock. In the city, she fled among the steeples and the domes, and running like a beggar on the marble quays, I chased her.

Above the road near a laurel wood, I wrapped her up in gathered veils, and I felt a little her immense body. Dawn and the child fell down at the edge of the wood.

Waking, it was noon.

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