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A re-posting. with some additions (first posted 2010) .
"During the whole course of his disease, and up to his last breath. his thoughts were constantly turned towards Harar, which he had loved passionately and where he earnestly wanted to return to die, would there have been any possibility of carrying him there". Isabelle Rimbaud, letter to the Fathers of the Catholic Mission at Harar (Roche, December 15th, 1891).
À ARTHUR RIMBAUD
SUR UN CROQUIS DE LUI PAR SA SOEUR
"Toi, mort, mort, mort ! Mais mort du moins tel que tu veux,
En nègre blanc, en sauvage splendidement
Civilisé, civilisant négligemment ..."
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