The Dexterity of Desnos

Surrealism is one of my favorite "brands" of writing, in particular the work of the French Surrealist poets. Below is a good one by Robert Desnos. Fun/sad fact is that during WWII Desnos was a member of the French Resistance and died in the Theresienstadt concentration camp in 1945, aged 44. Doubly fun fact--the below poem was translated by Paul Auster.

At the Edge of the World

Babbling in the black street, even at the end, where
                         the river shudders against the banks.
Tossed from a window--a lone cigarette-butt
                         blooms  into a star. 
Again, babbling in the black street.
You loud mouths! 
Thick night, unbreathable night. 
A cry comes near, is almost upon us,
But fades at the moment it arrives.

Somewhere in the world, at the foot of a slope,
A deserter is talking to sentinels who do not understand 
                           his language.