#appolinaire

“Clotilde”, Guillaume Appolinaire, Alcools, 1913

First in my poem series, which was supposed to be a kind of Inktober, but I’m actually so far behind I’m just going to go on at my own pace and stop whevener I feel like it/am out of poems I like :) Transcription and my attempt at a translation under the cut

Graphtober, jour 1, semaine 1

Typographie : Bodoni, mot-clé : passion

L’expression “amour-roi” est utilisée deux fois, pour représenter la dualité mais également les différences de perception et les chocs au sein du couple. Le mot à l’endroit est plus gros pour représenter les déséquilibres qui peuvent survenir lors d’une passion trop intense. (c’était les explications dont tout le monde se fout ptdrrrrr)

Listen here - 

https://sheepchaserecords.bandcamp.com/album/for-lack-of-discipline-you-will-die-7

http://thequietus.com/articles/19506-listen-new-arabrot-7

https://open.spotify.com/album/26HXOLWRQ9brRuchP5dxB9

Side A: Song Of Calumny

So what I worship is not right? My money belong to someone else? The words I write is all about you? Well, I hate to bring it to you for lack of discipline you’ll die

The air I breathe I pollute?   When I smile I’m recalcitrant? When I ring out the bells of repentance I’m accursed and for lack of disciple I’ll die

Mein gott, the world’s a jumble

For lack of discipline, for lack of discipline you’ll die

When I talk I command? by pouring out my heart I catechise? So the paths I choose are all circling?

For lack of discipline, for lack of discipline you’ll die

So when I make love, I mock          When you hit me I abuse you? By ending a relationship I murder? When I make progress I breathe my dying breath?

For lack of discipline, for lack of discipline you’ll die

Side B: The Isis Pool (Narrated)

I dream of the Isis pool, a moonlight tryst, I let love into the inner sanctum of mind and action. In damp cavities I participate in the varieties of the flesh, I lick and expose, tongue and reveal. There, you lay bare before tigers, coquette - susceptible to their yearning, their mad hunger, their crazed cravings.

They lap the Satyr’s milk from voluptuous breasts; they pass their tongues over the pubic tabular and with considerable finesse taste the beautiful flavours of the glans.

Soon I experience the exposure of true libido. On all fours she’s gently revealing her parts, displaying moist orifices for a touch of hungry caress, a mouthful of lustful appetite. The inclination is vaporous, a female drizzle of perspiration between open spread legs, femme moans through trickling mouthparts, the effete groan into sticky folds.

Affected, over-refined, sensuous.

Moving, elegant, sumptuous.

La-di-da, la-di-da. The inexplicable belle softly stroking the protruded flesh, occasionally embracing it with sultry painted lips, conforming to the movement of the cunt’s jerking convulsions. She’s partaken of the Isis pool climax, drinking freely of the tryst’s glorious ejaculation.

It’s like a fountain jet for ancient goddesses and the abundance of sensual desires only make the thirst stronger, the heat thrive, the hunger grow.

+ Duh! 

(ad lib blabbering)

“ENDELEG HAR EG BLITT SKILD FRÅ KVAR EINSKILD NATURLEG TING”

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