Edward Hopper, Nighthawks, 1942 We went out of our minds with the easy life, wine from morning on, hungover by evening, how can I keep this idle gaiety, your blush, O drunken plague? An agonizing ceremony in a handshake, nocturnal kisses on the streets, while the currents of speech grow heavy, and lanterns burn like …
Paul Beel, Blue box performance, 2003 This pretty white city On the other side of the country Will no longer be Available to me I saw heaven move Said “This is the End” Because I was tired of all that portend. And any time you need me Call I’ll be at the other end Waiting …
Jack Kerouac – San Francisco blues (80th Chorus) Read More »
Jean-Francois Raffaelli, Rue de Montmartre, 1879 The noise of cabarets, the sidewalk’s mire sycamores shedding leaves in the black air; the omnibus, ill-hung on four wheels, rattles and creaks, a storm of mud and old scrap-metal, rolling its red and green eyes as it goes; workmen, bound for a meeting, under the nose of the …
Paul Verlaine – Il chiasso dei cabaret / The noise of cabarets Read More »
James Abbott McNeill Whistler, Nocturne in Black and Gold – The Falling Rocket, 1875 My friends finally admitted their contempt Out of brimming glasses I drank down the stars And while I slept an angel massacred The lambs and shepherds of a woeful folds Some false centurions brought vinegar The wounded wretches danced as the …
Guillaume Apollinaire – My friends finally admitted their contempt Read More »
Elena Yushina, Night rain, 2010 It rains in my heart As it rains on the town, What languor so dark That soaks to my heart? Oh sweet sound of the rain On the earth and the roofs! For the dull heart again, Oh the song of the rain! It rains for no reason In this …
Paul Verlaine – Piange il mio cuore / It Rains In My Heart Read More »
George Frederic Watts, Hope, 1886 Under Mirabeau Bridge the river slips awayAnd loversMust I be remindedJoy came always after pain The night is a clock chimingThe days go by not I We’re face to face and hand in handWhile under the bridgesOf embrace expireEternal tired tidal eyes The night is a clock chimingThe days go …
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