“Do you remember the long orphanage of the train stationsWe crossed cities that turn-tabled all dayAnd vomited at night the sunshine of the day ("The Voyager")”
Pierre Albert-Birot, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology“The City is free of sinThe snow has given it absolution A man who slips A horse that fallsOh no, the city is in a nightgown”
Pierre Albert-Birot, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology“Oh you dear companionsElectric bells of the stations song of the reapersButcher's sleigh regiment of unnumbered streetsCavalry of bridges nights livid with alcoholThe cities I've seen lived like mad women(The Voyager)”
Pierre Albert-Birot, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology“...And we left the lightfor the night of the street”
Pierre Albert-Birot, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology