A Translation of Paul Valery’s “Ebauche D’un Serpent”: Sketch of a Serpent
May 4, 2018In the tree, the soft breeze cradles
The viper that I wear.
A smile, where the fang strikes
Appetites into flame,
Drifts, like a prowler, through the Garden,
And my emerald mask unwinds
A split tongue into the blue. . .
A beast, a cunning beast,
And my venom is vile—but it leaves
Wise hemlock far behind!