Winter Festival
The cascade resounds behind operetta huts.
Fireworks prolong, through the orchards
and avenues near the Meander,--
the greens and reds of the setting sun.
Horace nymphs with First Empire headdresses,--
Siberian rounds and Boucher's Chinese ladies.
Arthur Rimbaud
Winter Festival
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments on "Winter Festival"
Subscribe in a Reader
Post a Comment