A review by selenajournal
The Illuminations by Arthur Rimbaud

5.0

We have faith in the poison. We know how to give our whole life every day. – Morning of Drunkenness

Rimbaud has quickly become a favourite. I’ve re-read this book thrice over the last month, finding new things to delight me each time around.

I’m in love with his words. But I’m also fascinated by him. All of his works were written in his mid to late teens. He gave up writing altogether by the age of 21. One of the French enfant terrible, he caused quite the ruckus during his lifetime (which was, in my opinion, too short).

The work of his I love most would have to be Ophelia. Many know that I’ve got something of an obsession with the Shakespearean character and Rimbaud writes elegantly of my dear Ophelia.

I know that April is Poetry Month and that April is almost over. Rimbaud is worthwhile for any month and any occasion.

Eyes flame, blood sings, bones swell, tears and red filaments stream down. Their mockery or their terror lasts a minute or entire months.

I alone have the key to this savage side-show.

- Sideshow