Hélène Baronne d’Oettingen, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology

"An unknown force is calling mePerhaps the voice of that star perched on the last heightPerhaps the desire to see the spaces that conceal Europe"

Hélène Baronne d’Oettingen, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology

"The man slips along the stoically congealed houses Perpendicular like them A moving ornament Burning fiction His fragility contradicts the duration of his torments"

Hélène Baronne d’Oettingen, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology

"A bouquet yellow like remorse Hurts my view The cage The wheel The vile ennui of all mankind And no one no one to break my chains!("Outcries")"

Hélène Baronne d’Oettingen, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology