Illuminations

Right now I am deeply in love with the poetry of Arthur Rimbaud, specifically his Illuminations. I particularly love this line from "Childhood,"

Je suis la savant au fauteuil sombre. Les branches et la pluie se jettent a la croisee de la bibliotheque.

(I am the scholar of the dark armchair. Branches and rain hurl themselves at the windows of my library.)

I rather adore the sort of Gothic, pre-Surrealist style and feel to his prose. I think I'd like to read a biography of his life next. I've only heard bits and pieces of it here and there, but the rebellion, revolutionary artistic vision and torrid affairs sound like satisying criteria for excellent summer reading.