Franz Rösel von Rosenhof, Wolf and Fox, 1666 I was not beloved of the villagers, But all because I spoke my mind, And met those who transgressed against me With plain remonstrance, hiding nor nurturing Nor secret griefs nor grudges. That act of the Spartan boy is greatly praised, Who hid the wolf under his …
Luca Longhi, The Lady and the Unicorn – portrait of Giulia Farnese, c.1550 I think To Live – may be a Bliss To those who dare to try – Beyond my limit – to conceive – My lip – to testify – I think the Heart I former wore Could widen – till to me …
Emily Dickinson – Credo che Vivere / I think To Live Read More »
Han Wu Shen, Girl with a horse, c.2010 The Life that tied too tight escapes Will ever after run With a prudential look behind And spectres of the Rein— The Horse that scents the living Grass And sees the Pastures smile Will be retaken with a shot If he is caught at all— Quella vita …
Henri Rousseau, The Snake Charmer, 1907 In the swamp in secluded recesses,a shy and hidden bird is warbling a song. Solitary the thrush,the hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements,sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat,death’s outlet song of life, (for well dear brother I know,if thou wast not granted to sing …
Raphael Collin, Floreal, 1886 The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The last scud of day holds back for me, it flings my likeness …
Walt Whitman – Canto di me stesso / Song of myself, 52 Read More »
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