POEMS ABOUT OPHELIA
Ophélie (“Ophelia”)
by Arthur Rimbaud
translation by Michael R. Burch
On pitiless black waves unsinking stars abide
while pale Ophelia, a lethargic lily, drifts by.
Here, tangled in her veils, she floats on the tide.
Far-off, in the woods, we hear the strident bugle’s cry.
For a thousand years, or more, sad Ophelia,
This albescent phantom, has rocked here, to and...
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