Polychrome manuscript by BRETON – “On the road to San Romano”.
"Poetry is made in bed, like love – its rumpled sheets are the dawn of things."
4.500€
"Poetry is made in bed, like love – its rumpled sheets are the dawn of things."
4.500€
André Breton (1896.1966)
Signed autograph poem.
Medium magazine letterhead .
Slnd.
"Poetry is made in bed, just like love."
Magnificent polychrome manuscript by André Breton, in free verse, glorifying the virtues of poetry.
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ON THE ROAD TO SAN ROMANO
Poetry is made in bed, just like love
Her unmade sheets are the dawn of things
Poetry is made in the woods
She has the space she needs
Not this one, but the other one that conditions
The eye of the kite
Dew on a horsetail
The memory of a bottle of Traminer fogged up on a tray
money
A tall tourmaline rod on the sea
And the mental road
Who climbs steeply
She stopped for a moment and immediately became overgrown
This isn't something to shout from the rooftops
It is inappropriate to leave the door open
Or to call witnesses
Schools of fish in the hedgerows of tits
The tracks at the entrance to a large train station
Reflections of the two shores
The furrows in the bread
The bubbles in the stream
The days of the calendar
St. John's wort
The act of love and the act of poetry
They are incompatible
With the newspaper read aloud
The direction of the sunbeam
The blue glow that connects the lumberjack's axe blows
The string of the heart-shaped or fish trap kite
The rhythmic beating of the beavers' tails
The diligence of lightning
Throwing sugared almonds from the top of the old steps
The avalanche
The prestigious room
No gentlemen, this is not the eighth chamber
Not even the fumes of the dormitory on a Sunday evening
The poetic embrace, like the embrace of flesh
As long as it lasts
Defends any escape from the world's misery
André Breton
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On the road to San Romano, composed in 1948, was published in the magazine Néon , then included in the collection of Poems published by Gallimard. The poem was also illustrated by Toyen.