Charles Baudelaire

Here you will find the Poem Music of poet Charles Baudelaire


Music, like an ocean, often carries me away!
Through the ether far,
or under a canopy of mist, I set sail
for my pale star.
Breasting the waves, my lungs swollen
like a ship?s canvas,
night veils from me the long rollers, 
I ride their backs:
I sense all a suffering vessel?s passions
vibrating within me:
while fair winds or the storm?s convulsions
on the immense deep
cradle me. Or else flat calm, vast mirror there
of my despair!