Jean Cocteau - Autograph poem in Alexandrines - “Earth!”

Jean Cocteau (1889.1963)

Autograph poem - Earth!

One page in-4° on skin paper.

Biffé collection stamp.

Without place or date.

Very beautiful poem by Cocteau, in Alexandrines.

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Earth !

I remember sad bars, the holds

The smell of a port that smells above all human flesh

The port is an old vase where waves languish

Dead there, jumping the wall too high from the dikes

Boxes, packets of misery, bullets

Cotton (where travel love leads us

It's incredible!) Rich it removes the ring

Bijou cigar for fig merchant

This negro Billaud smokes supported on our trunks

Is it sensitive or not to the song of the siren

The mines thank you that the trawler flirts

Fller than his forgetful leg of the jigs

Goodbye panoramas that leave their hands dirty

Definitely my heart already has too much trouble

It is no longer enough for your vague promises

And against us the wind the pirates are grooming

I want to finally know the bottom of my fatigue

That he wears a sailor rummaging his old joke

And shocking the pain in the country to lose breath

A death for life to all stops.