Domenichino, Rinaldo and Armida, c. 1620 The viewless atoms of the air around me palpitate and burn, all heaven dissolves in gold, and earth quivers with new-found joy. Floating on waves of harmony I hear a stir of kisses, and a sweep of wings; mine eyelids close – “What pageant nears?” “‘Tis Love that passes …
Jean-Honoré Fragonard, The Progress of Love. Love letter (Detail), c. 1770 Almost anonymous you smile and the sun gilds your hair. Why is it that, to be happy, We cannot know we are? Quasi anonima sorridi e il sole indora i tuoi capelli. Perché per essere felici è necessario non saperlo? Go back to album …
Follower of Leonardo da Vinci, The Virgin and Child, 1505 The sweet morning sun warms and gilds the rye and the wheat still wet, and the blue keeps its nightly cool. We go out without a purpose; we follow, along the river among vague yellow grasses, a grassy path flanked by old alders. The air …
Paul Verlaine – Il sole mattutino / The sweet morning sun Read More »
Henri Matisse, Luxe, Calme et Volupté, 1904 My child, my sister,think of the raptureof living together there! Of loving at will, of loving till death,in the land that is like you! The misty sunlight of those cloudy skieshas for my spirit the charms, so mysterious, of your treacherous eyes,shining brightly through their tears.There all is order and beauty,luxury, peace, and pleasure.Gleaming …
Charles Baudelaire – Invito al Viaggio / Invitation to the Voyage Read More »
Giorgio De Chirico, Bathers on the beach, 1934 For a long time I dwelt under vast porticos which the ocean suns lit with a thousand colors, the pillars of which, tall, straight, and majestic, made them, in the evening, like basaltic grottos.The billows which cradled the image of the sky mingled, in a solemn, mystical way, the omnipotent chords of …
Charles Baudelaire – La Vita Anteriore / My Former Life Read More »
Jan Gossaert (Mabuse), Adam and Eve, 1525 If space and time, as sages say, Are things which cannot be, The fly that lives a single day Has lived as long as we. But let us live while yet we may, While love and life are free, For time is time, and runs away, Though sages …
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