It comes back to me!...Everything, Flower, well, furrow.
I saw yawn beneath its eye like beating hearts...
from Baudelaire, "The Romantic Sun" trans. Christopher Mulrooney

It comes back to me!...Everything, Flower, well, furrow.
I saw yawn beneath its eye like beating hearts...
from Baudelaire, "The Romantic Sun" trans. Christopher Mulrooney