Flaubert le Flaubard du Flaubeau

«Je ne suis rien qu’un lézard littéraire qui se chauffe toute la journée au grand soleil du beau» — Gustave Flaubert, Croisset, 17 octobre 1846

• “I am nothing but a literary lizard basking all day in the great sun of beauty.”

მოგვი მზეფე მცენარეების

Up-conjured by the magus sun,
A daffodil’s a golden gun
That stoops its head lest it should be
A slayer inadvertently.


Peri-Performative Post-Scriptum

The toxic title of this portmanteau-porting post is, of course, self-explanatory.