Author Arthur Rimbaud The cascade resounds behind operetta huts. Fireworks prolong, through the orchards and avenues near the Meander,-- the greens and reds of the setting sun. Horace nymphs with First Empire headdresses,-- Siberian rounds and Boucher's Chinese ladies. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments