An Evening

Poem by Guillaume Apollinaire Collection AlcoolsThemes Death, MiscellaneousPeriod 20th century

An eagle descended from that white sky of archangels
And you, support me
Will you let all these lamps tremble so long
Pray pray for me

The city is metallic and it is the only star
Drowned in your blue eyes
When the streetcars were rolling pale fires sprang
On mangy birds

And all that trembled in your eyes of my dreams
That a single man was drinking
Under the gaslights tawny as the false mushroom
O dressed your arm coiled

See the clown sticks out his tongue at the watchful women
A ghost has committed suicide
The apostle hangs from the fig tree and slowly drools
So let us play this love at dice

Bells with clear sounds announced your birth
See
The paths are in bloom and the palms advance
Toward you

Guillaume Apollinaire

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