
Paul Éluard was a prominent French poet and one of the founding figures of the Surrealist movement. Born in Saint-Denis, he began writing poetry in his teens, influenced by the tumult of World War I and his experiences as a soldier. Éluard's early work, including 'Capitale de la Douleur' (Capital of Pain), reflects themes of love, loss, and the absurdity of war, establishing him as a voice of emotional depth and clarity. His poetry often celebrated love and the power of imagination, embodying the Surrealist ethos of transcending reality through the exploration of dreams and the unconscious mind. Throughout his career, Éluard continued to evolve as a poet, producing significant works such as 'L'Amour la Poésie' (Love, Poetry) and 'Les Yeux Fertiles' (The Fertile Eyes). His collaboration with other Surrealists, including André Breton and Louis Aragon, helped shape the movement, while his later works reflected a more personal and political engagement, particularly during and after World War II. Éluard's legacy endures as he is remembered not only for his innovative use of language and imagery but also for his commitment to the ideals of freedom and love, making him a central figure in 20th-century poetry.
“There is another world, and it is in this one.””
“Your voice, your eyes, your hands, your lipsOur silence, our wordsLight that goes, light that returnsA single smile between usIn quest of knowledge I watched night create dayO beloved of all, beloved of one aloneyour mouth silently promised to be happyAway, away, says hateCloser, closer, says loveA caress leads us from our infancyIncreasingly I see the human form as a lovers’ dialogueThe heart has but one mouthEverything by chanceAll words without thoughtSentiments adriftA glance, a word, because I love youEverything movesWe must advance to live Aim straight ahead toward those you loveI went toward you, endlessly toward the lightIf you smile, it enfolds me all the betterThe rays of your arms pierce the mist.””
“تو را به جای همه کسانی که نشناخته ام دوست می دارمتو را به خاطر عطر نان گرمبرای برفی که آب می شود دوست می دارمتو را به جای همه کسانی که دوست نداشته ام دوست می دارمتو را به خاطر دوست داشتن دوست می دارمبرای اشکی که خشک شد و هیچ وقت نریختلبخندی که محو شد و هیچ گاه نشکفت دوست می دارمتو را به خاطر خاطره ها دوست می دارمبرای پشت کردن به آرزوهای محالبه خاطر نابودی توهم و خیال دوست می دارمتو را برای دوست داشتن دوست می دارمتو را به خاطردود لاله های وحشیبه خاطر گونۀ زرین آفتاب گردانتو را به خاطر دوست داشتن دوست می دارمتو را به جای همه کسانی که ندیده ام دوست می دارمتو را برای لبخند تلخ لحظه هاپرواز شیرین خاطره ها دوست می دارمتورا به اندازۀ همۀ کسانی که نخواهم دید دوست می دارماندازه قطرات باران، اندازۀ ستاره های آسمان دوست می دارمتو را به اندازه خودت، اندازه آن قلب پاکت دوست می دارمتو را برای دوست داشتن دوست می دارمتو را به جای همۀ کسانی که نمی شناخته ام ... دوست می دارمتو را به جای همۀ روزگارانی که نمی زیسته ام ... دوست می دارمبرای خاطر عطر نان گرم و برفی که آب می شود وبرای نخستین گناه ...تو را به خاطر دوست داشتن ... دوست می دارمتو را به جای تمام کسانی که دوست نمی دارم ... دوست می دارم””
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