H, by Arthur Rimbaud

Master Page, "H" translations


interpretation by Greg Baysans

All perversions are rooted in Jo's crude groping. Alone, she is the mechanic aspect of erotica; her exhaustion is the after-glow of passion. Even in childhood, she's been -- as growth rings accumulate -- the pruner of family trees. Hers is the springboard to disaster. Posterity foments in her passion or passage. Oh! An ugly love-slobber -- unrealized, on bloody ground -- with a gassy aura! -- 

Watch out for Jojo. 

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