Five Haiku by Paul Eluard
The wind
Undecided
Rolls a cigarette of air
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The mute girl talks:
It is art's imperfection.
This impenetrable speech.
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The motor car is truly launched:
Four martyrs' heads
Roll under the wheels.
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Ah! a thousand flames, a fire,
The light, a shadow!
The sun is following me.
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A feather gives to a hat
A touch of lightness:
The chimney smokes.
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