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Arthur Rimbaud

The only unbearable thing: nothing is unbearable

About Me


(Taken from Wikipedia):He was born into the rural middle class of Charleville (now part of Charleville-Mézières) in the Ardennes département in northeastern France. As a boy Rimbaud was a restless but brilliant student. By the age of fifteen, he had won many prizes and composed original verses and dialogues in Latin.In 1870 his teacher Georges Izambard became Rimbaud's first literary mentor, and his original verses in French began to improve rapidly. He frequently ran away from home and may have briefly joined the Paris Commune of 1871, which he portrayed in his poem "L'Orgie parisienne ou Paris se repeuple" (the Parisian orgy or Paris repopulates). He may have been a victim of sexual assault by drunken Communard soldiers (his poem ""Le Cœur supplicié" - "The Tortured Heart" - suggests so). By then he had become an anarchist, started drinking and amused himself by shocking the local bourgeois with his shabby dressing and long hair. At the same time he wrote to Izambard and Paul Démeny about his method for attaining poetical transcendence or visionary power through a "long, immense and rational derangement of all the senses" ("Les lettres du Voyant" - "The Letters of the Seer"). He returned to Paris in late September 1871 at the invitation of the eminent Parnassian poet Paul Verlaine (profoundly impressed by the reading of Rimbaud's masterwork "Le bateau ivre", "The Drunken Boat"), moving briefly into Verlaine's home. Verlaine (who was bisexual), promptly fell in love with the sullen blue-eyed overgrown (5 ft 10 in) light-brown haired adolescent, and shortly after they became lovers, leading a dissolute vagabond-like life, rocked by absinthe and hashish taking. They scandalized the Parisian literary elite, particularly on account of the outrageous behaviour of Rimbaud, the archetypical enfant terrible. Throughout this period he continued to write strikingly visionary, modern verses, topping his master Charles Baudelaire.Rimbaud's and Verlaine's stormy homosexual relationship took them to London in 1872, when Verlaine left his wife and infant son (whom he used to mistreat badly during his alcoholic rages).In July 1873, Rimbaud had committed himself to journey to Paris with or without Verlaine, after which in a drunken rage Verlaine shot at Rimbaud twice hitting him once in the left wrist. Rimbaud considered the wound superficial and at first did not have Verlaine charged. After this violent attack Verlaine and his mother accompanied Rimbaud to a Brussels train station. Where "Verlaine behaved as if he were mad" this made Rimbaud "Fear that he might give himself over to new excesses" he "turned and ran away. It was then I (Rimbaud) asked a police officer to arrest him (Verlaine)". Verlaine was arrested and subjected to a humiliating medico-legal examination, following the perusal of their compromising correspondence and the accusations of Verlaine's wife about the "nature" of their friendship.The judge was merciless and, in spite of Rimbaud having withdrawn the complaint, he sentenced Verlaine to two years in prison. Rimbaud returned home to Charleville and completed his Une Saison en Enfer (A Season in Hell) in prose, widely regarded as one of the pioneering instances of modern Symbolist writing and a description of that "drôle de ménage" (hell of a couple) life with Verlaine, his "pitoyable frère" ("sorrowful brother"), the "vierge folle" ("mad virgin") of whom he was "l'époux infernal" ("the hellish husband"). In 1874 he returned to London with the poet Germain Nouveau and assembled his controversial Illuminations, which includes the first two French poems in free verse.

My Interests

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This profile was made for a love of good poetry and a belief that it should be shared.

Movies:

A film of Rimbaud's relationship with Paul Verlaine was released starring Leonardo Di Caprio as Rimbaud. The film was called Total Eclipse .

Books:

    uvres compltes, correspondance, d'Arthur Rimbaud de Louis Forestier - d. Robert Laffont, collection Bouquins - 1998, 607 pages Un ardennais nomm Rimbaud de Yann Hureaux - d. La Nue Bleu / L'Ardennais - 217 pages ; Arthur Rimbaud, de Jean-Luc Steinmetz - d Tallandier - 486 pages Rimbaud Ailleurs, photographies contemporaines et entretiens de Jean-Hugues Berrou, textes et documents anciens de Jean-Jacques Lefrre et Pierre Leroy, avec la collaboration de Maurice Culot - d. Fayard - 303 pages. Arthur Rimbaud 'Dposition de Rimbaud devant le juge d'instruction (12 July 1873)'.

My Blog

Sensation

On the blue summer evenings, I shall go down the paths, Getting pricked by the corn, crushing the short grass : In a dream I shall feel its coolness on ...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 02:02:00 PST

Sun and Flesh (Credo in Unam)

The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, Pours burning love on the delighted earth, And when you lie down in the valley, you can smell How the earth is nubile and very full-blooded ; How its huge br...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 02:01:00 PST

Dance of the Hanged Men

On the black gallows, one-armed friend, The paladins are dancing, dancing The lean, the devil's paladins The skeletons of Saladins. Sir Beelzebub pulls by the scruff His little black puppets who g...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 01:59:00 PST

Ophelia

I On the calm black water where the stars are sleeping White Ophelia floats like a great lily ; Floats very slowly, lying in her long veils... - In the far-off woods you can hear them sound the mort....
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 02:00:00 PST

The First Evening

- She was very much half-dressed And big indiscreet trees Threw out their leaves against the pane Cunningly, and close, quite close. Sitting half naked in my big chair, She clasped her hands. Her s...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 01:58:00 PST

To Music

On the square which is chopped into mean little plots of grass, The square where all is just so, both the trees and the flowers, All the wheezy townsfolk whom the heat chokes bring Each Thursday even...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 01:59:00 PST

Romance

When you are seventeen you aren't really serious. - One fine evening, you've had enough of beer and lemonade, And the rowdy cafes with their dazzling lights ! - You go walking beneath the green lime...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 01:57:00 PST

Nina's Replies

HE - Your breast on my breast, Eh ? We could go, With our nostrils full of air, Into the cool light Of the blue good morning that bathes you In the wine of daylight ?... When the whole shivering w...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 01:58:00 PST

Sleeper In The Valley

It is a green hollow where a stream gurgles, Crazily catching silver rags of itself on the grasses ; Where the sun shines from the proud mountain : It is a little valley bubbling over with light. ...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 01:56:00 PST

A Dream For Winter

In the winter, we shall travel in a little pink railway carriage With blue cushions. We shall be comfortable. A nest of mad kisses lies in wait In each soft corner. You will close your eyes, so ...
Posted by Arthur Rimbaud on Fri, 20 Jan 2006 01:57:00 PST