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Mallarme, Stephane - The Window



Type of Spiritual Experience


My translation

A description of the experience

Stephen Mallarme from Les Fenetres


Ainsi, pris du dégoût de l'homme à l'âme dure

Vautré dans le bonheur, où ses seuls appétits

Mangent, et qui s'entête à chercher cette ordure

Pour l'offrir à la femme allaitant ses petits,


Je fuis et je m'accroche à toutes les croisées

D'ou l'on tourne l'épaule à la vie et, béni,

Dans leur verre, lavé d'éternelles rosées,

Que dore le matin chaste de l'Infini


Je me mire et me vois ange! et je meurs, et j'aime

— Que la vitre soit l'art, soit la mysticité —

À renaître, portant mon rêve en diadème,

Au ciel antérieur où fleurit la Beauté!


Mais hélas! Ici-bas est maître: sa hantise

Vient m'écoeurer parfois jusqu'en cet abri sûr,

Et le vomissement impur de la Bêtise

Me force à me boucher le nez devant l'azur.


 Est-il moyen, ô Moi qui connais l'amertume,

D'enfoncer le cristal par le monstre insulté

Et de m'enfuir, avec mes deux ailes sans plume

— Au risque de tomber pendant l'éternité?


Stephen Mallarme from The Windows


So, taking hard souled man in disgust

Sprawled in pleasure, where his only appetites

Feed, and who is determined to search that rubbish

To offer it to the woman nursing his young


I flee, and I m 'hanging in every window

From where one turns a shoulder to life, and blessed

In its glass, washed with eternal dews,

That gold of the chaste morning of Infinity


 I see myself and I see myself an angel! and I die, and I want

 - That the glass whether art or whether mysticism –

To be reborn, wearing my dream and diadem,

In the other heaven where Beauty flowers!


But alas! Here below is the master: his sovereignty

Makes me sick sometimes even in this safe haven,

And the impure vomiting of Stupidity

Forces me to hold my nose against the sky.


Is it possible, oh Me who knows that bitterness,

To drive the crystal insulted by the monster

And to flee with my two wings without feathers

 - At the risk of falling for all eternity?


The source of the experience

Mallarme, Stephane

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