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Paul Verlaine (1844-1896) wrote three secret collections of verse, of which "Femmes" and "Hombres" remained almost unobtainable even in France until the 1970s. These strangely unrespectable poems celebrate the pleasures of sex, with women and men respectively, in loving detail - reversing the old view of Verlaine as a limp impressionist. Alistair Elliot's metrical translations brilliantly echo the vigour, good humour and skill of the originals, which accompany them in this bilingual edition.
| ISBN | 085646368X | | Pages | 160 | | ISBN13 | 9780856463686 (What's this?) | | Volumes | 1 | | Publisher | Anvil Press Poetry | | Weight (grammes) | 186 | | Imprint | Anvil Press Poetry | | Language | English & French | | Format | Paperback | | Published in | London | | Publication date | 31 Jan 2004 | | Previous ISBN | 9780856460869 | | Translator | Alistair Elliot | | Height (mm) | 197 | | Library of Congress | PQ2463 | | Width (mm) | 130 | | DEWEY | 841.8 | | Spine width (mm) | 13 | | DEWEY edition | DC21 | | Academic level | General |
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| | | Openers | | 19 | | | | To the one they call cold | | 23 | | | | Foursome | | 27 | | | | Triolets for a virtue in excuse for mine being small | | 29 | | | | Royal tastes | | 33 | | | | Girls I | | 35 | | | | Girls II | | 39 | | | | To Madame | | 45 | | | | Anointed vessel | | 47 | | | | High romance | | 51 | | | | Low scene | | 55 | | | | A note to Lily | | 57 | | | | For Rita | | 61 | | | | At the dance | | 65 | | | | Surrender | | 69 | | | | Treats | | 73 | | | | The way the ladies ride | | 77 | | | | Paying tribute | | 81 | | | | A brief moral | | 83 | | | | 'Now, poet, don't be sacrilegious ...' | | 87 | | | | A thousand and three | | 91 | | | | Acornesque I | | 95 | | | | Acornesque II | | 97 | | | | On a statue | | 101 | | | | Meeting | | 103 | | | | 'Climb on, as women do to ride ...' | | 107 | | | | 'Climb on, as women do to ride ...' | | 111 | | | | 'A crumb or two of shit and cheese ...' | | 111 | | | | 'He's an awkward bedfellow and I love to keep ...' | | 115 | | | | 'As women, surely, gain so much ...' | | 117 | | | | 'Even without presenting arms ...' | | 121 | | | | 'In that cafe crowded with fools we stood ...' | | 125 | | | More... | | |
'...in Verlaine's clandestine collections of erotic verse, Mr Elliot succeeds marvellously. The French poet's exuberant wit, sensuality, and technical - or pyrotechnical - brilliance evoke the same virtues in the translator. The poems are obscene, blasphemous, joyful celebrations of carnal love, with man or woman; hymns to the body... These are astonishing, beautiful poems, astonishingly and beautifully rendered.'D M Thomas, Times Literary Supplement  Be the first to write a customer review
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