Man and the Sea

Poem by Charles Baudelaire Collection The Flowers of EvilThemes SeaPeriod 19th centuryArthur's analysis ↓

Free man, you will always cherish the sea!
The sea is your mirror; you contemplate your soul
In the infinite unrolling of its wave,
And your mind is no less bitter an abyss.

You delight in plunging into the heart of your image;
You embrace it with eyes and arms, and your heart
Is sometimes distracted from its own murmur
By the sound of that indomitable and wild lament.

You are both dark and discreet:
Man, no one has sounded the bottom of your abysses;
O sea, no one knows your intimate riches,
So jealous are you of keeping your secrets!

And yet for countless centuries
You have fought each other without pity or remorse,
So much do you love carnage and death,
O eternal wrestlers, O implacable brothers!

Charles Baudelaire

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Interpretation

Arthur's analysis

Starting from an analogy between man and the sea, Baudelaire offers in this work a genuine reflection on the workings of human thought and the enigma it represents.

Addressing the free man—does this mean the man free in his actions, or the man capable of thinking for himself?—the author establishes from the second line the comparison that will guide the reading of this poem. Indeed, contemplating his reflection as in a mirror, the free man also and above all contemplates his soul, his conscience, by looking at the sea.

Just as the ebb and flow of the waves never stops, man never ceases to think; like the depths of human thought, it is impossible to discover what the abysses of the ocean hold.

And this combat without pity or remorse has lasted for centuries, the author confides in us! But what combat is he speaking of? The combat between man and the sea? Between men themselves? More likely it is the combat between man and himself.

Thus, what Baudelaire speaks to us about would be the difficulty for men to understand themselves, and this, despite all the centuries of philosophy they have already left behind.

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