I embraced the summer dawn.
Nothing yet stirred on the face of the palaces. The water is dead. The
shadows still camped in the woodland road. I walked, waking quick warm
breaths; and gems looked on, and wings rose without a sound.
The first venture was, in a path already filled with fresh, pale gleams,
a flower who told me her name.
I laughed at the blond wasserfall that tousled through the pines: on the
silver summit I recognized the goddess.
Then, one by one, I lifted up her veils. In the lane, waving my arms.
Across the plain, where I notified the cock. In the city, she fled among
the steeples and the domes; and running like a beggar on the marble
quays, I chased her.
Above the road near a laurel wood, I wrapped her up in gathered veils,
and I felt a little her immense body. Dawn and the child fell down at the
edge of the wood.
Waking, it was noon.
About Arthur Rimbaud
Arthur Rimbaud was born in 1854 and died in 1891. He was born in Charleville and was a prodigy of poetry as a child. His childhood was less than peaceful due to his hatred of the bourgeois lifestyle and used literature as an escape. In 1870 at the age of sixteen, Rimbaud began to write poetry as more than just a hobby. His first collection of poems were written from 1871 to 1873 and were in verse. They were mostly ironic commentaries on various subjects. He made many trips to Paris, Brussels and London. In 1871 he met Paul Verlaine, another poet of the time, with whom he had an affair until 1873. The affair ended unhappily with Verlaine shooting and injuring him. From his affair with Verlaine, Rimbaud wrote Une Saison en enfer which was published in 1873 and contained poems written in verse. Another of his works, Illuminations, was a collection of obscure prose poems which marked a new original voice in French poetry. Source: http://www.tulane.edu/~fren_it/watts/316s00/poetrytrans.html#2