French poet (1867-1920)
Paul-Jean Toulet (1867–1920) was a French poet. He is famous for a book of verse, Les Contrerimes.
- A mops thinks 'I commited heresy'. But did it?
To be a heretic, you have to know the Spirit.
- Benáres, that name is full of odours which have fled.
By thy shores I saw the smoke from the pyres of three dead.
- We loved each other. No faithfulness my love did lack.
Love, you divine flame; you hole of colour: black.
- Pick me up, o stranger, it is no sin, so lovely is my smell.
Violet's a smile of those who in their graves now dwell.