Guy Orlando Rose (1867-1925), Mission Point Ancient one, I’m drunk with the voice that comes out of your mouths when they open like green bells, then implode and dissolve. You know the house of my long-gone summers stood by you, there in the land where the sun bakes and mosquitoes cloud the air. Today as …
Piero di Cosimo, Portrait of Simonetta Vespucci as Cleopatra, c. 1480 Your unrest reminds me of those great birds of passage who brain themselves against beacons during evening storms: your sweetness itself is a storm whirling invisibly and its calms are even rarer. I don’t know how you manage, exhausted, in your heart’s great lake …
René Magritte, The Great War, 1964 Maybe one morning, walking in dry, glassy air, I’ll turn and see the miracle occur: nothing at my back, the void behind me, with a drunkard’s terror. Then, as if on a screen, trees houses hills will suddenly collect for the usual illusion. But it will be too late, …
Eugenio Montale – Forse un mattino andando in un’aria di vetro / Maybe one morning Read More »
Philip Wilson Steer, The bridge, 1888 You know: I must lose you again and I cannot. Like an accurate shot every action startles me, every shout, and even the salty breeze that brims over the docks and makes the murky spring of Sottoripa. Landscape of iron structures and of ship masts thick like a forest …
Eugenio Montale – You know it / Lo sai: debbo riperderti e non posso Read More »
Henri Matisse, The music, 1910 Happiness, for you we walk on a knife edge. To the eyes you are a flickering light, to the feet, thin ice that cracks; and so may no one touch you who loves you. If you reach upon souls pervaded by sadness and brighten them, your morning is sweet and …
Eugenio Montale – Happiness / Felicità raggiunta Read More »
Leon Spilliaert (1881-1946), A Tree at the end of stairs I went down, giving you my arm, at least one million of stairs and now that you are no more here it’s the void on every step. Also in such way our long journey has been short too. Mine still goes on, and I need …
Eugenio Montale – At least one million of stairs / Almeno un milione di scale Read More »
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