André Breton (1896.1966)
Autograph manuscript – Fresh Water.
One page in-4° on graph paper.
Tiny foxing.
Slnd [Circa 1914]
Rare manuscript of this youthful poem with Mallarmean accents which will be published in 1919 in his collection Mont de Piété.
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The fresh water touched your hand, fairy!
To dawn on the sighs of my lips
In haste, I thought, suffocated
Let her interrupt this cutesy game
On the pond that its moires abdicate
A jealous emotion, let's laugh about it!
To consult on the grimoires
Illuminated by flowery water.
Feign doubt only with an oar
Marrying the mists, your skiff
To defy the wave that weaves
A plot of rushes fades away:
A lime sunset flickers.
Thanks to our absence
A sickle winged harvester
Around the pleasure boat
So that the aromas of sap
Humiliating dripping
(The cut rushes die) your dream
As well as taste transparencies.