A la nue Accablante Print

"A la nue Accablante", a poem by Mallarmé , whose words have been weighed at the level of the soul and translated by white lights, dark lights, sfumatossfumatos: "To the overwhelming nude you, Basalt and lava bass, To the slave echoes, By a trumpet without virtue, What sepulchral shipwreck (you know it, foam, but y floats) Supreme one among the wrecks, Abolish the undressed mat Or that furious fault, Of some high perdition, All the abyss vainly deployed, In the so white hair that drags, Greedily will have drowned, The flank, child of a siren.” Stephane Mallarmé