Giacomo Balla, The crazy woman, 1905 Yes, you remember, you certainly remember the way I listened standing at the wall as you walked to and fro about the chamber reproving me with bitter words and all. You said that it was time we’d parted, and that my reckless life, for you, was an ordeal, and …
Sergei A. Yesenin – Voi ricordate / You remember Read More »
Frank Johnston, A northern night, 1917 I have left my endeared home, getting out of my Russia of blue. Little grove by the pond will warm my old mother’s sorrow anew. Like a golden croaker the moon lies prostrate on the water tranquil. Grizzly hair, like apple-tree bloom, in my father’s beard will spill. I …
Sergei A. Yesenin – .Ho lasciato la casa paterna / I have left my endeared home Read More »
Kees van Dongen (1877-1968), Night Oh, what a night! I cannot sleep. The sky is moonlit. Well, I never! It seems that I in my heart I keep the youth that has been gone for ever. My friend of frosted bygone years, don’t call a game love and affection, I’d rather have the moonlight rays …
Sergei A. Yesenin – Che notte! / Oh, what a night! Read More »
Ron Hicks, A couple, c. 2000 Don”t you look at me so reproachfully. I do not bear malice to you, but I like your appearance awfully and your seeming modesty, too Yes, you seem to be openhearted, and I’d rather be glad to see how a fox pretending departed catches crows like you want to …
George Henry Boughton,The waning honeymoon, 1878 I haven’t forgotten you, dearie, the shine of your hair and all. It wasn’t so easy and cheery to leave you, as I recall. I haven’t forgotten the autumn, the rustle of birches, the night; and though the days were shorter the moonlight was long and bright. You whispered …
Sergei A. Yesenin – Io lo ricordo amata / I haven’t forgotten you Read More »
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