Notes: 429 / 9 months ago
from carrefouretrange (originally from les-retrogaleries-de-gutsy)
Notes: 72 / 2 years ago
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Notes: 56 / 2 years ago
Poet under the influence of hashish
Self portrait drawn w. pen by Charles Baudelaire
reproduced in Les fleurs du mal, Kultura, Beograd, 1970
[this copy I have is especially dear to me since it was a gift from my mum to my dad when they started to date back in 1974]
Notes: 24 / 2 years ago
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While we’re at Spleen and Ideal
Famous illustration made in 1907 by Carlos Schwabe *
Notes: 16 / 2 years ago
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The Favours of the Moon
THE MOON, who is caprice itself, looked through the window while you were sleeping in your cradle, and said to herself: ‘I like this child.’
However, in the expansion of her joy, the Moon filled the whole room with phosphorescent vapour, like a luminous poison; and all the living light thought and said: ‘You shall suffer for ever the influence of my kiss. You shall be beautiful in my fashion. You shall love that which I love and that which loves me: water, clouds, silence and the night; the immense green sea; the formless and multiform streams; the place where you shall not be; the lover whom you shall not know; flowers of monstrous shape; perfumes that cause delirium; cats that shudder, swoon and curl up on pianos and groan like women, with a voice that is hoarse and gentle!
And that, my dear, cursed, spoiled child, is why I am now lying at your feet, seeking in all your person the reflection of the formidable divinity, of the foreknowing godmother, the poisoning wet-nurse of all the lunatics.
Charles Baudelaire, 1869
Notes: 73 / 2 years ago
I will get drunk on incense, myrrh, and nard,
On genuflexions, meat, and beady wine,
Out of his crazed and wondering regard,
I’ll laugh to steal prerogatives divine.
Benediction [translated by Roy Campbell,1952]
from Les Fleurs du Mal
illustrated by Carlos Schwabe *
via History of Art
Notes: 36 / 2 years ago
Notes: 99 / 2 years ago
"And your heart, bruised like a peach,
Is as ripe as your body for sophisticated love."
Charles Baudelaire, L’Amour du mensonge from Les Fleurs du Malfrenchtwist
there’s alter.transl.and full poem here [and more from fleursdumal;]
‘her heart bruised like a peach,
Is ripe like her body for a skillful lover’
Notes: 254 / 2 years ago
from benjaminhilts (originally from book-aesthete)
great find! and with frontispiece by Felicien Rops;]
[Les Epaves version here]
via benjaminhilts:book-aesthete:Les Fleurs du Mal Baudelaire, Charles. First Edition, First Issue. Paris, Poulet-Malassis et de Broise, 1858.
FIRST EDITION, FIRST ISSUE, without title-page, dark morocco gilt by Charles Meunier
Notes: 11 / 2 years ago
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you’re welcome,glad you liked it!
btw one of the etchings from this book is here;]
Les fleurs du mal (bk by Charles Baudelaire w/text by M.Camille Mauclair w/42 works) Medium etchings
Thank you billyjane.