I have this book by my bed Before I drop my eyes into deep sleep I ike to read a page or two of this book It gives me a certain sense of "DREAMS WONDERFUL DREAMS I FEEL ODD "Wonderful dreams I feel odd a book of poetry as read That s not how a book of poetry is appreciated It s not the simple act of opening to page one reading each page in a inear fashion then putting it back on the shelf or in this case closing the Kindle Poetry is something that one must refer back to again and again The images sit in the back of The Mind Waiting To Be Recalled Again mind waiting to be recalled again when the mood strikes you jump to the bookcase and frantically flip the pages to find that image once again to find that perfect phrase that ucid expression that just sits there ike an enigmatic cat unmoving with deep set eyes that flash and hint at some mysterious profundityThis is true at east of the good poetry and Baudelaire gives us bags and bags full of those enigmatic cats please excuse the cruel metaphor in this collection I m not sure why Le fleurs de mal gets all the attention These prose poems read so much pure and uninhibited by the confines of poetic tradition How can one resist such a beautiful manifesto to ife as thisOne must be for ever drunken that is the sole uestion of importance If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time that bruises your shoulders and bends you to the earth you must be drunken without cease But how With wine with poetry with virtue with what you please But be drunkenTwisting the notion of intoxication and turning the Enlightenment with its glorious seekers of truth and justice on its head feels so wonderfully perverse There is a heavy dose of Romanticism in this phrase as there is at the core of much of Baudelaire s work but I read it as a mature Romanticism Not the naive idealism and ignorant aspirations that killed Madame Bovary but a Romanticism that s willing to An Audience of Artists: Dada, Neo-Dada, and the Emergence of Abstract Expressionism look atife right in the eyes and kick it in the teeth if need be Baudelaire seems to be someone who was attracted to the exuberance of Romanticism but who was unwilling the accept the falseness of itMaybe we could call this a pragmatic Romanticism or a realistic Romanticism Hoping for the ideal while accepting the real One example of this can be seen in Artist s Confiteor which is a form of prayer confessing sins used in the Roman Catholic Mass and some other sacraments The poem starts with a romantic description of an autumn day The sky and the sea The immensity of Infinity The Silence The Solitude Then it all becomes too much Now the profound depth of the sky dismays me its purity irritates me Here we have a realistic relationship between man and nature Beauty and the artist which eads to the final ine of the poem The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist shrieks with terror before being overcome Charles Baudelaire s Little Poems in Prose The Spleen of Paris are inseparable from Paris and the architectural social and economic transformations that the capital experienced in the second half of the 19th centuryThe street plays a fundamental role in this because it represents the meeting place par excellence a place of extraordinary mixing the classes of the society crossed there the beings crowds or individuals are offered in their diversity their generality or their specificity revealing a form of their truth and revealing a style of their honesty and authenticityHow does time the history of France and Europe the history of ideas scientific and technological progress change Baudelaire s vision and poetics to the point of bringing it into modernity to be one of the initiatorsIn the Spleen of Paris Baudelaire becomes a man of the street ranger voyeur and clairvoyant It is in this Aristotle's Rhetoric: An Art of Character large fascinating and repulsive city that Paris is that Baudelaire seeks his inspiration and noonger in the spectacle of natureIt is here in this place of debauchery and wanderings from which beauty sometimes arises that it expands the field of inner experienceTurning his back on conventional poetry he then enters modernity For a man to become a poet he must be in Anthropology as Cultural Critique: An Experimental Moment in the Human Sciences love or miserable Lord Byron Journal of the Conversations of Lord Byron the seconds are now strongly solemnly accentuated and each one springing forth out of the clock says I am Life intolerable implacable Life 45This book includes two different works by Baudelaire Paris Spleen and La Fanfarlo Theatter is the only novella he ever wrote published before his celebrated Les Fleurs du Mal and it is in fact a good work It tells the. From Edouard Manet to T S Eliot to Jim Morrison the reach of Charles Baudelaire's influence is beyond estimation In this prize winning translation of his no Anaphora and Conceptual Structure longer neglected masterpiece Baudelaire offers a singular view of 1850s Paris Evoking a mélange of reactions these fifty fables of modernife take us on various tours ed by a flâneur an incognito strol. Ating beauty has a priceThe soul should be enoughNote Do not be afraid This translation seems to be flawlessMay 27 14 Also on my blog Photo credit Charles Baudelaire CC Who among us has not dreamt in moments of ambition of the miracle of a poetic prose musical without "rhythm and rhyme supple and staccato enough to "and rhyme supple and staccato enough to to the yrical stirrings of the soul the undulations of dreams and sudden eaps of consciousnessContrary to popular belief I had never read Baudelaire until now I ve trusted Walter Benjamin and ately Calasso to provide me with a well informed ethos about this central figure There are many concerns that this is the Betrayals: The Unpredictability of Human Relations literature of the young to which I shout absurd This is theettres of the Absolute the eternally curious Below the bile there is a hum of sensitivity Behind the debris are the tears of the sensitive Is it forgiving ikely
There is a buzzing at play a hum and a forgiving glance A Hemisphere in a Head of HairLong et me inhale the odour of your hairinto it plunge the whole of my face Bitter Choices: Blue-Collar Women in and out of Work like a thirsty maninto the waters of a spring and wave it in my fingersike a scented handkerchiefto shake memories into the airIf you could know all that I see All that I hear in your hair My soul floats upon perfumes as the souls of other menupon musicYour hair contains an entire dream full of sails and masts it contains vast seas whose soft monsoons bear me to delightful climateswhere space is deeper and bluer wherethe atmosphereis perfumed with fruit with foliage and with human skinIn the ocean of your hair I am shown brief visions of a portresounding with melancholy songs of vigorous men of all nationsand ships of all shapes outlining their fine and complicated architecturesagainst an immense sky where eternal heat anguidly uiversIn the glowing fire grate of your hair I inhale the odorof opium mingled with sugar in the night of your hairI see the infinity of tropical azure resplendant on the downed banks of your hair I inebriate myselfwith the mingled odors of tar of musk and of coconut oilLong et me bite your heavy black tressesWhen I gnaw your elastic and rebellious hairit seems to methat I am eating memories Baudelaire is a Beyond Redemption: Race, Violence, and the American South after the Civil War lover of dichotomy richpoor solitudesociety excrementperfume She is very ugly She is nevertheless delectable A Thorough Bred The unstated purpose of each poem is to transform degradation and disunity into an unsettled and ironic harmony or ateast to shine a Blank Darkness: Africanist Discourse in French light on the beauty of decay They are passionate poems they move with force but with time it becomes apparent that each of them moves in a familiar pattern and by the end of the collection it is comforting to find each poem discover its point of balance amidst the contradictions Tell me enigmatical man whom do youove best your fatheryour mother your sister or your brotherI have neither father nor mother nor sister nor brotherYour friendsNow you use a word whose meaning I have never knownYour countryI do not know in what Back to the Breast: Natural Motherhood and Breastfeeding in America latitude itiesBeautyI could indeed At Stake: Monsters and the Rhetoric of Fear in Public Culture love her Goddess and ImmortalGoldI hate it as you hate GodThen what do youove extraordinary strangerI Black Nationalism: The Search for an Identity love the cloudsthe clouds that passup there up therethe wonderful clouds I never really understood the appeal of Les Fleurs du Mal but so many peopleove it that I started to feel bad What was I missing Along comes this book Paris Spleen which is full of prose poems made of eual parts humor cynicism and insight and often all three within a paragraph I Black and White Strangers: Race and American Literary Realism like these poems because reading it I feelike I have a sense of who Baudelaire might have been as a person Plus his humor is so oddSoup and CloudsMy adorable Boggs: A Comedy of Values little minx was serving me supper through the dining room s open window I was contemplating the shifting architectures God creates from vapour those marvellous constructions of the evanescent As I watched I thought Those apparitions are nearly as beautiful as my sweetady s eyes the mad Blood Runs Green: The Murder That Transfixed Gilded Age Chicago little green eyed monsterSuddenly a violent fistanded in my back and I heard a charming raw voice hysterical and brandy damaged the voice ofNot There Is A Buzzing
my ittle darling saying Get on with your bloody soup cloud merchantlittle darling saying Get on with your bloody soup cloud merchant Charles if you had been born in our time you d be a blogger extraordinaire Decadent passionate and misogynistic this poet stole my heart from Edgar Allen Poe and broke it on the cobbled streets of that Eternal City Don t come ooking for a sympathetic heartBaudelaire is bitter despondent and completely adorable Read this and tell me he s not a man before his time. Nty one period illustrations by Delacroix Callot Manet Whistler Baudelaire himself and others The Parisian Prowler is an essential companion to Les Fleurs du Mal and other works by the father of modern poetry In the preface to this edition translator Edward K Kaplan explains how the volume's illustrations act as a graphic subtext to the narrator's observations.