Guillaume Apollinaire

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Guillaume Apollinaire
The Lady
Knock knock He has closed his door
The garden’s lilies have started to rot
So who is the corpse being carried from the house

You just knocked on his door
And trot trot
Trot goes little lady mouse

Translated from the French
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Ocean of Earth
To G. de Chirico I have built a house in the middle of the Ocean
Its windows are the rivers flowing from my eyes
Octopi are crawling all over where the walls are
Hear their triple hearts beat and their beaks peck against 
the windowpanes
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The Seasons
It was a blessèd time we were at the beach
Go out early in the morning no shoes no hats no ties
And quick as a toad’s tongue can reach
Love wounded the hearts of the mad and the wise

Did you know Guy when he galloped along When he was a military man Did you know Guy when he galloped along When he was an artiman In the war
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