Illuminations…. Arthur Rimbaud.

Rimbaud

Childhood.

III

In the woods there is a bird; his song stops you and makes you blush.

There is a clock that never strikes.

There is a hollow with a nest of white beasts.

There is a cathedral that goes down and a lake that goes up.

There is a little carriage abandoned in the copse or that…

Illuminations…. Arthur Rimbaud.