Il faut vous enivrer sans trêve.
Mais de quoi?
De vin, de poésie, ou de vertu à votre guise,
I feel that I should probably add a few words of explanation to this week’s monday verse, which isn’t what I originally had planned for today at all.
Whilst we were in the market in Brioude last Saturday, we noticed some folks in fancy dress with umbrellas covered in post-it notes. This didn’t startle us as much as you might think, because there are often ‘animations’ or street performers on market days, all paid for by the town. My main concern in these situations is not to make eye contact, in case they come over and try to engage me in conversation or present me with a balloon animal, so we didn’t take too much notice of what was going on.
Well, we were in Brioude again last week, and discovered that part of what they were doing was writing appropriate snippets of prose and poetry on the windows of the shops, bars and cafés in the town. There’s a short piece about it from the local paper here (in French).
So, this week’s monday verse is a few lines by Baudelaire, as displayed on the window of the Bar Le Postel in Brioude. It roughly translates as, “Get drunk and stay that way. But on what? On wine, on poetry, on virtue, whatever. But get drunk.” I leave it entirely to your discretion whether you choose to take his advice or not. Cheers!