Robert Desnos |
Quand le train partira n'agite pas la main, Ni ton mouchoir, ni ton ombrelle, Mais emplis un verre de vin Et lance vers le train dont chantent les r'delles La longue flamme du vin, La sanglante flamme du vin pareille à ta langue Et partageant avec elle Le palais et la couche De tes lèvres et de ta bouche. |
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Robert Desnos (1900 - 1945) |
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BiographieVIE DE ROBERT DESNOS BibliographieRobert Desnos, the son of a café owner, was born on July 4, 1900, in Paris. He attended commercial college, and then worked as a clerk before becoming a literary columnist for the newspaper Paris-Soir. He first published poems in the Dadaist magazine Littérature in 1919, and in 1922 he published his first book, Rrose Selavy, a collection of surrealistic aphorisms. While on leave in Morocco from hi |
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