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Blackout Poetry
& Altered Prose:
Diary of a Chambermaid 


 
 

Welcome to my blackout poetry quotes and altered prose from The Diary of a Chambermaid by Octave Mirbeau, translated from the French by Benjamin R. Tucker, 1900. This is a "collaboration" of Mr Mirbeau's & Mr Tucker's words and my selective removal of words. Wording is in the exact order as the book; the only modifications are punctuation and capitalization. Page numbers refer to the 2007 Harper Perennial paperback. Vive la poésie! —ღ Terri


He is always chopping words into a bit of good advice. ~Terri Guillemets, "Wordsmith," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 47


October breathed poetry —
      beautiful and glowing.
~Terri Guillemets, "Tenth verse," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 141


A bookmaker and a cup of tea,
getting drunk from stories.
~Terri Guillemets, "Insane tisane," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 348


three o'clock—
anxiety, regret
in the depths of worry
swept away in the
whirlwind of nothing—
a horrible nothing
~Terri Guillemets, "Insomnia ticking," 2019, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 6


Vague hopes, pleasure and vice,
imaginations and dreams —
I have supped on them.
~Terri Guillemets, "Sustain," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 93


Nature — astonishing and beautiful,
piercing the very depths of my soul.
~Terri Guillemets, "One with," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 224


A moment of living filled my heart—
brilliant, jeweled, and marvelous.
~Terri Guillemets, "Now feels like forever," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 92


A naked soul — virtue and velvet
A heart — joyous and lonely
~Terri Guillemets, "So as to not startle myself," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 93


Madly
I consented to desire,
to soul, to love.
~Terri Guillemets, "Yes," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 145


gratitude, pleasure
work, eating
pray, purpose
laugh, laugh, laugh
~Terri Guillemets, "Good Life," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 67


Death abandoned me at the edge of the abyss. ~Terri Guillemets, "Far & near," 2019, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 143


Religion will soothe you
The chapel whispered psalms in my ears
Here is a beautiful sadness
~Terri Guillemets, "Church," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 44


Time —
a poisonous beast
that whispers
order, lack of order
it stole every day
whole minutes of humanity
waiting for the moment
to be restored to God
~Terri Guillemets, "For no man," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, pages 105–112


God winks and has ideas;
I, too, have often dreamed of one tranquil future.
      Oh! indeed, it is not pretty—
      dark, rotten, ugly, ugly industry,
      the manufacture of sadness:
      It seems like a prison.
~Terri Guillemets, "Reverie shattered by reality," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 49


his skull
glittered and smiled
without ever a word,—
a carnival costume
of society—
the thinking idiot
~Terri Guillemets, "Modern man," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 198


I long for a broad, black moustache—
manners, good-natured,
a man of genius, a man of elegance,
sympathetic, and smiling lips,
strength and good humor,
sensual, gentle, fun-loving,
with obscenity, and great kindness.
~Terri Guillemets, "The Perfect Man," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 22


The rose begins to mumble prayer,
to make genuflections to God.
Sin painfully drums, out of tune,
drowned and damaged.
~Terri Guillemets, "The Rose & Sin," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 51


an intoxicating poet of ecstasy,
inconceivably and delightfully mysterious
~Terri Guillemets, "Rūmī," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 199


imagine: our souls the poem —
tragically, superhumanly beautiful
~Terri Guillemets, "Within," 2018, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 199


I am made for joy—
all my senses jovial, young.
I require delicacy, poetry,
the beyond, and to be gentle.
~Terri Guillemets, "Subtleties & silence," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 52


I have gaiety in my heart —
      a little path winding between
      wild cherry trees and hawthorns;
      there is a river, hills, a forest
      all covered with a veil of fog
      which hides the landscape.
Nature — I have it in my blood, my soul.
I was born of melancholy into gaiety.
I smell powerfully of curiosity.
~Terri Guillemets, "Little path," 2016, blackout poetry created from Octave Mirbeau, The Diary of a Chambermaid, 1891–1900, page 45



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