Henri Le Sidaner, The rose pavilion, Gerberoy, 1931 I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses. E’ vero, io sono una foresta e una notte di alberi scuri: ma chi non ha paura delle mie …
Friedrich Nietzsche – Io sono una foresta / I am a forest Read More »
Anthony van Dyck, Self-Portrait with a Sunflower, c. 1632 Bring me the sunflower so I can transplant it here in my own field burned by salt-spray, so it can show all day to the blue reflection of the sky the anxiety of its golden face. Darker things yearn for a clarity, bodies fade and exhaust …
Eugenio Montale – Bring Me the Sunflower / Portami il girasole Read More »
John William Waterhouse, My sweet rose, 1909 In a momentThe roses have fadedThe petals have fallenBecause I could not forget the rosesWe looked for togetherWe found some rosesThey were her roses they were my rosesThis trip we called loveWith our blood and with our tears we made the rosesThat shined a moment in the morning …
Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Dance at Le moulin de la Galette, 1876 I was beginning to get ready for life and headed wherever the world was most exciting. I well recall the rattle of rosaries at fairground stalls like rain on a tin roof, and the girls, as they strolled among the stalls, nervously clutching their scarves, …
Jaroslav Seifert – Allora mi preparavo alla vita / I was beginning to get ready for life Read More »
Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, When flowers return, 1911 Occhi neri di ribes nero come dense gocce della notte guardano e inconsapevoli domandano o di qualcuno o di qualcosa. Caverà lesto il tordo saltellante gli occhi neri di ribes nero, ma i gorghi del vortice conservano memoria di qualcuno o di qualcosa. Non penetrate nella memoria delle …
Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema, Between Hope and Fear, 1876 The stranger had a wound and we knew it not. How painful a sigh, marked you ? he heaved when he drank his third cup, and the roses, shedding their petals, fell from his garlands all upon the ground. He is badly burnt, by the gods, my …
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