ABSTRACT
After Stephane Mallarmé, Chavannes, after my own verse, after all our subtle colour and nervous rhythm, after the faint mixed tints of Conder, what more is possible? After us [symbolists] the Savage God.
After Stephane Mallarmé, Chavannes, after my own verse, after all our subtle colour and nervous rhythm, after the faint mixed tints of Conder, what more is possible? After us [symbolists] the Savage God.