Who is Paul Eluard
Paul Éluard (French: [elɥar]), born Eugène Émile Paul Grindel ([ɡʁɛ̃dɛl]; 14 December 1895 – 18 November 1952), was a French poet and one of the founders of the Surrealist movement.In 1916, he chose the name Paul Éluard, a matronymic borrowed from his maternal grandmother. He adhered to Dadaism and became one of the pillars of Surrealism by opening the way to artistic action politically committed to the Communist Party.During World War II, he was the author of several poems against Nazism that circulated clandestinely. He became known worldwide as The Poet of Freedom and is considered the most gifted of French surrealist poets.
Biography
Éluard was born in Saint-Denis, Seine-Saint-Denis, France, the son of Eugène Clément Grindel and wife Je...
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Paul Eluard Poems
- Certitude
If I speak itâ??s to hear you more clearly
If I hear you Iâ??m sure to understand you
If you smile itâ??s the better to enter me ... - Other Children
"Little child of my five senses
and of my tenderness."
Let us cradle our loves,
We will have good children. ... - Hunted
A few grains of dust more or less
On ancient shoulders
Locks of weakness on weary foreheads
This theatre of honey and faded roses ... - Uninterrupted Poetry
From the sea to the source
From mountain to plain
Runs the phantom of life
The foul shadow of death ... - Ecstasy
I am in front of this feminine land
Like a child in front of the fire
Smiling vaguely with tears in my eyes
In front of this land where all moves in me ...
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I Love You 20 Love 20 Sky 15 Earth 14 Heart 13 Night 13 Fire 12 Life 11 Speak 11 Sleep 10Paul Eluard Quotes
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Gwenckatz: but, at night, the man sees his eyes whose pallor is the only gift. they are too big for him to hide them and too heavy for the lost wind of the dream. when the cat is dancing it's to isolate his prison and when he thinks it's up to the walls of his eyes. -paul eluard
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