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Edgar Lee Masters – Mrs. Sibley
David Inshaw, Our Days Were a Joy and Our Paths Through Flowers, 1972 The secret of the stars, — gravitation.The
Sibilla Aleramo – Gaudio l’amarti
René-Xavier Prinet, The Kreutzer Sonata, 1901 Gaudio l’amarti,illimitato gaudiocredere al riso dei tuoi occhi,e vertigine ancorala certezza d’esser da te
Lord Byron – Ondeggia, Oceano / The Ocean
Thomas Moran, Moonlit Shipwreck at Sea, 1901 Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep
Lord Byron – Non c’è figlia della bellezza / There be none of Beauty’s daughters
Michael Richard Putz, Orpheus and Eurydice, 1868 There be none of Beauty’s daughterswith a magic like Thee;and like music on
Nelo Risi, 1 +1=1
Edvard Munch, Two People – The Lonely Ones, 1899 Aloneone can but not much,one can drink alone, can sing alone,if one
Oliviero Ortodeo – Disfemismi eufemici
George Grosz, Berlin street scene, 1925 Cianotiche espressionidi fulminei viandantiinvadono la mia mentee se ne appropriano.Livree malconcedi soldati redivivivestono il
Alessandro Parronchi – Nulla è più lieto / Nothing is more joyous
Diego Rivera, Evening twilight at Acapulco, 1956 Nothing is more joyousthan a gray daywhich suddenly opens upto a hope of
Antonio Porta – C’è un foro nella tessitura celeste / There’s a hole
Franco Gentilini, Nudo con gatto, 1964 There is a hole in heaven’s quiltabove it an oblong white window closesthe frost
Oliviero Ortodeo – Dormiremo insieme / We’ll sleep together
Edward Hopper, Excursion into philosophy, 1959 We’ll sleep togethertonight,my woman,in great lust.We’ll complete what we started time ago,and never finished.You
Elio Pecora – M’attende nello specchio / He waits for me in the mirror
Claudio Bonichi, Conversazione interrotta, 2010 He waits for me in the mirror,as in an old tale about biased insanity,rarely does
Cesare Pavese – Canzone di strada / Street song
Martin Rico y Ortega, San Lorenzo River with the Campanile of San Giorgio dei greci, Venice, c. 1900 Why be
Hermann Hesse – Questa è una mala notte
William Degouve de Nuncques, The Black Swan, 1895 So quello che dirmi vorresti in quest’ora… Non dirlo! Guarda laggiù il
Vincenzo Cardarelli – Alla deriva / Adrift
Antonio Mancini, Resting, 1887 I myself have punished life by living it.Till where my heart could bearI boldly ventured.Now my
Marceline Desbordes-Valmore – L’ultimo appuntamento
Friedrich Paul Thumann (1834-1908), Cupid and Psyche Mio unico amore! Baciami. Se la morte mi chiamerà prima di te, benedico
Emily Bronte – Non so come scenda su di me / I Know Not How It Falls on Me
Gabriel Ferrier, Evening, 1911 I know not how it falls on me,this summer evening, hushed and lone;yet the faint wind
Vivian Lamarque – Giovinezza senza giardino / Youth with no garden
Giovanni Giani, The morning of roses (Il mattino delle rose – L’attesa), 1906 After so much garden you sombrely look
Vivian Lamarque – L’amore mio
Charles Joshua Chaplin (1825-1891), Reverie L’amore mio l’amore mio quale amore mio? L’amore mio non c’è Se no certo non
Louis-Ferdinand Celine – Viaggio al termine della notte / Journey to the end of the night
Hans Baluschek, Train station, 1904 Travel is useful, it exercises the imagination. All the rest is disappointment and fatigue. Our
Fernando Pessoa – Per essere grande, sii intero / To be great, be whole
Rob Gonsalves, Over the moon, 2016 To be great, be whole;exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is not you.Be whole in
Bertolt Brecht – Breviario Tedesco / A German War Primer
Tom Lea, The 2000 Yard Stare, 1944 When the leaders speak of Peacethe common folk knowthat war is coming.When the
Wislawa Szymborska – Gli sono troppo vicina / I am too close for him
Roberto Ferri (b. 1978), Sonno di Rugiada I am too close for him to dream about me.I’m not flying over
Wislawa Szymborska – Impresso nella memoria / Commemoration
Renato Guttuso, Il bosco d’amore (Love Wood), 1985 They made love among the hazel shrubsbeneath the suns of dew,entangling in
Ezra Pound – L’albero m’è penetrato nelle mani / The tree has entered my hands
Piero and Antonio del Pollaiuolo, Apollo and Daphne, c.1480 The tree has entered my hands,The sap has ascended my arms,The
Ezra Pound – Isola lacustre / The Lake Isle
Gaetano Previati, Haschisch, Le fumatrici d’oppio, 1887 O God, O Venus, O Mercury, patron of thieves, Give me in due
Camillo Sbarbaro – La bambina che va sotto gli alberi / The girl that walks under the trees
Alfred Stevens, Little Girl with Ducks, 1881 The girl that walks under the treesis only burdened by the weight of
Boris Pasternak – I giardini hanno nausea della lunga bonaccia
Winslow Homer, Warm Afternoon, 1878 I giardini hanno nausea della lunga bonaccia.Lo stupore dei burroni corrucciatisa mettere scompiglio, più tremendoe
Heinrich Heine – Passa la nave mia / With black sails
Giorgio Belloni (1861-1944), Full Moon on the Sea With sails all black my ship sails on far over the raging
Callimachus – A.P., Liber V, 6
Albert Joseph Moore, Loves of the Wind and The Seasons, c. 1892 Callignotus swore to Ionis that he would never
Callimachus – Epigram XVI
Giambattista Tiepolo, The Death of Hyacinthus, 1752 Who knows aright to-morrow’s fortune ? When even thee, Charmis,whom we saw with
Callimachus – Elegy for Heraclitus
Gustave Courtois, Orpheus, 1875 Someone spoke of your death, Heraclitus,and it moved me to tears, and I remembered howoften we
Gabriele D’Annunzio – I pastori / The Shepherds
Giovanni Fattori, Il Salto Delle Pecore (The Sheeps’ Jump), 1887 September, let us go. It’s time to migrate. Now in
Heinrich Heine – Crepuscolo / Twilight
William Adolphe Bouguereau, The Wave, 1896 On the wan sea-strandlonely I lay, and in sorrowful brooding.The sun sank lower and
Corrado Govoni – La pioggia è il tuo vestito / Rain is your dress
Giovanni Fattori, La libecciata, 1885 Rain is your dress. Mud is your shoes. Wind is your cloth. But the sun