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Tuesday
Jun102014

Baudelaire, "Le parfum"

A poem ("Perfume") by this French master.  You can read the original here.

O reader have you ever breathed,                 
With drunkenness and greed's caress,         
The incense from a church recess,              
Or chronic musk in sachets sheathed?

O deepest magic charm's sweet thrall,                
In present or in past restored!     
As lovers place on their adored
Mnemonic petals of their fall.

From such elastic, heavy hair,          
Alive by alcove censer bright,           
A wild and savage scent emerged;

In vestments, muslin, velvet wear,  
Embalmed of purest youth's delight,   
A fur's perfume was once submerged.

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