The Giantess, Poem by Charles Baudelaire

Poem by Charles Baudelaire Collection The Flowers of EvilPeriod 19th century

In those days when Nature, in her powerful vigor,
Conceived each day monstrous children,
I would have loved to live beside a young giantess,
Like a voluptuous cat at the feet of a queen.

I would have loved to see her body blossom with her soul
And grow freely in her terrible games;
To guess whether her heart broods a dark flame
From the damp mists that swim in her eyes;

To roam at leisure over her magnificent forms;
To crawl on the slope of her enormous knees,
And sometimes in summer, when the unhealthy suns,

Weary, make her stretch out across the countryside,
To sleep nonchalantly in the shadow of her breasts,
Like a peaceful hamlet at the foot of a mountain.

Charles Baudelaire

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