Alcools: Poems by Guillaume Apollinaire

By Guillaume Apollinaire

Alcools, first released in 1913 and one of many few critical books of 20th- century poetry, presents a key to the century's background and realization. Champion of "cubism", Guillaume Apollinaire (1880-1918) models in verse the sonic an identical of what Picasso accomplishes in his cubist works: simultaneity. Apollinaire has been so influential that with out him there could were no ny institution of poetry and no Beat flow. This new translation finds his advanced, appealing, and fully modern poetry. published with the unique French on dealing with pages, this is often the single model of this seminal paintings of French Modernism at the moment to be had within the usa.

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