
French
1882 – 1934
The wine that courses through my vein
Has drowned my heart and in its train
I navigate the endless blue
I am a ship without a crew
Forgetfulness descends like rain.
I am a just discovered star
That floats across the empyrean —
How new and strange its contours are!
O voyage taken to the sun
An unfamiliar yet persistent hum
The background to my night’s become.
My heart has left my life behind,
The world of Shape and
Form I’ve crossed,
I am saved I am lost
Into the unknown am tossed,
A name without a past to find.