PIERROT LUNAIRE from Albert Giraud translated by Paul Amrod
PIERROT LUNAIRE from Albert Giraud translated by Paul Amrod THEATER I. I dream of a Theater, where Breughel painted the shutters. Where Shakespeare enchanted palates, and Watteau, brushed with his color of amber. Sensitive to the colder evenings of December, I am heating my purple fingers. I dream of a theater of chambers enthusiastically enjoying […]
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