“Morning" SUN That awakens Paris The highest poplar on the bank On The Eiffel Tower A tricolored cock Sings to the flapping of his wings and several feathers fall As it resumes its course The Seine looks between the bridges… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“Eiffel Tower" To Robert Delaunay Eiffel Tower Guitar of the sky Your wireless telegraphy Attracts words As a rosebush the bees During the night The Seine no longer flows Telescope or bugle EIFFEL TOWER And it's a hive of words Or an inkwell of honey At the bottom of dawn A spider with barbed-wire legs Was making its web of… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share
“Midnight" The hours glide Like drops of water on a window pane Midnight silence Fear unrolls in the air And the wind hides at… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“Morning" SUN That awakens Paris The highest poplar on the bank On The Eiffel Tower A tricolored cock Sings to the flapping of his… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“New Song" For You, Manuelita Inside the Horizon SOMEONE WAS SINGING The voice Is not known WHERE DOES IT COME FROM Among the branches… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“Y mientras que el ensueño pertenece a todo el mundo, el delirio sólo pertenece a los poetas.” — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
