Mathieu P. Durand

Matheiu Pierre Durand is an acclaimed french poet who enlisted into the French military as of 1914.

Born in 1892, Mathieu's Father was an alcoholic. He beat Mathieu, and Mathieus mother. This left a mark on him for the rest of his life, effecting him.

As he grew up, Mathieu was anti social. He was very intelligent, but had deep personal issues. He began to write poetry. As of 1910, Mathieu attended The University of Paris. Meeting the love of his life, Lillian Andrea Bonnet. From here, Mathieus poems became about her. Describing her. His famed poem, "Atlantic Eyes" wrote this, Yeux de l'Atlantique La neige tombe vers le bas Covereing la route de galets Personne ne se promène sur la commune. Le feu crépite dans la maison. Ses cheveux descend ses épaules. yeux bleus de l'Atlantique. La façon dont elle me sourit , La façon dont elle ne se trouve jamais. Ses cheveux bruns boisés coule le long de ses épaules. Une lumière dans le froid. Mon amour pour elle, ne vieillira jamais. Mathieu had twins in 1913, Pierre Alexander Durand, and Marie M. Durand, who died of the flu  But his wife died in 1913, in child birth.

Mathieu grew into depression. His past issues came back to him. Alone, his poetry changed. La bougie scintille. Et vous êtes murmure frère. Revenez à moi dans la pleine lune. La lumière ne marche pas briller à travers la pièce. Vous ne pouvez pas balayer la douleur loin avec un balai. Seul, le froid, comme la neige tombe. Peur, solitaire, que le vent souffle. Une brise dans la nuit. Vous ne pouvez pas combattre.

As war broke out in 1914, Mathieu enlisted, at age 22. Serving through the entirety of the war, Mathieu's sanity was slowly deprived. His son stayed with his wifes mother. Mathieu became known among entente for breaking at one point, shoving his lebel into two central power soldiers mouths. Shooting them, while they begged. He's generally quiet.

His famed poem, Douleur Exquise, read this. Quelques croix. A côté d'un tas de frères pourris. Les mouches ramasser sur le tas. Ne voir vous aimer femme pendant un certain temps. Tu es l'enfant ne se souviendra de vous. Vous êtes mères dans le déni. Which translates too, A Few Crosses next to a pile of rotting brothers. Flies pick on the pile.

Won't see you're loving wife for a while

You're sons memory of you in a thrown away vial

You're mothers in denial.

After the war ended in 1918, Mathieu went home. With severe PTSD, his life became harder when Pierre died in 1919. Mathieu became an alcoholic. Yet, a still famed poet. Living his last two years of misery, Mathieu was found dead in his home in 1921, due to a self inflicted gun shot. He was 29