For a whole week I\u2019d been wearing out my soles
\ntramping down rocky paths. When I got home
\nI headed to the Cabaret-Vert, ordering rolls
\nwith butter and a slab of lukewarm ham.<\/p>\n
At peace, I stretched my legs out, admired
\nthe simple patterns on tapestry hung
\non the wall. Then the girl served up the desired
\nbuns, her tits big, bright eyes so young<\/p>\n
\u2014 not likely she would shy away from a peck!
\nThe pink ham with its rim of white fat bedecked
\nwith pungent garlic sat on a fancy dish.<\/p>\n
With it she brought a stein topped with froth,
\nspume glistening in the sun. By my troth,
\nthere was little more I could ever wish.<\/p>\n
\u00a0From the French of Arthur Rimbaud<\/strong><\/p>\n Depuis huit jours, j’avais d\u00e9chir\u00e9 mes bottines Bienheureux, j’allongeai les jambes sous la table – Celle-l\u00e0, ce n’est pas un baiser qui l’\u00e9peure ! – Du jambon rose et blanc parfum\u00e9 d’une gousse For a whole week I\u2019d been wearing out my soles tramping down rocky paths. When I got home I headed to the Cabaret-Vert, ordering rolls with butter and a slab of lukewarm ham. At peace, I stretched my legs out, admired the simple patterns on tapestry hung on the wall. Then the girl served up … <\/p>\n
\n<\/i>Aux cailloux des chemins. J’entrais \u00e0 Charleroi.
\n<\/i>– Au Cabaret-Vert : je demandai des tartines
\n<\/i>Du beurre et du jambon qui f\u00fbt \u00e0 moiti\u00e9 froid.<\/i><\/p>\n
\n<\/i>Verte : je contemplai les sujets tr\u00e8s na\u00effs
\n<\/i>De la tapisserie. – Et ce fut adorable,
\n<\/i>Quand la fille aux t\u00e9tons \u00e9normes, aux yeux vifs,<\/i><\/p>\n
\n<\/i>Rieuse, m’apporta des tartines de beurre,
\n<\/i>Du jambon ti\u00e8de, dans un plat colori\u00e9,<\/i><\/p>\n
\n<\/i>D’ail, – et m’emplit la chope immense, avec sa mousse
\n<\/i>Que dorait un rayon de soleil arri\u00e9r\u00e9.<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"