
L'homme y passe à travers des
forêts de symboles
Qui l'observent avec des regards
familiers.
Les Fleurs du Mal,
“Correspondances”
[T]here is almost no subject-matter, and what little one can disentangle is foolish....
One would call the style verbose, except that by definition verbosity is the use of words in excess of the occasion, and there seems to be no occasion.
Yvor Winters,
Forms of Discovery, Ch. 7
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