Category Archives: Anna de Noailles

Poems written by Anna de Noailles

I THOUGHT I WAS

I thought I was calm and unhurt, Simple, without need anymore, Secure in life’s noble furore; Just a weary heart. Night asserts: With the quiet winds a shifting In the coldest scent of grasses, Where the peace of country passes, … Continue reading

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MELODY

Like a knife in a fruit Causes a sliding harm, Her melodies sweet lute Splits hearts that in calm Tender harm transmute. — An iridescent slowing In arpeggios, in chords, Dives, sharp and cunning, To the weakness of hoards, Our … Continue reading

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DIONYSIAN SONGS

It is sharp and scorching, a brilliant ennui! I carry a universal happiness inside me. All from a love of life which tempts us, Evenings in Alicante, mornings in Aranjuez, Fevered Carthaginian skies always true, A path of rose trees … Continue reading

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