Domenichino, Saint John the Evangelist, 1629 After you have enriched your soulto the highest point,with books, thought, suffering,the understanding of many personalities,the power to interpret glances, silences,the pauses in momentous transformations,the genius of divination and prophecy,so that you feel able at times to hold the worldin the hollow of your hand;then, if, by the crowding …
Rembrandt van Rijn, Diana Bathing with her Nymphs with Actaeon and Callisto, 1634 I heard the old, old men say,“Everything alters,and one by one we drop away.”They had hands like claws, and their kneeswere twisted like the old thorn treesby the waters.I heard the old, old men say,“All that’s beautiful drifts awaylike the waters.” Ho …
William Butler Yeats – The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water Read More »
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 »
Paul Gauguin, Vision after the Sermon, 1888 Twenty-four years remind the tears of my eyes. (Bury the dead for fear that they walk to the grave in labour.) In the groin of the natural doorway I crouched like a tailor Sewing a shroud for a journey By the light of the meat-eating sun. Dressed to …
Jean Delville, Mysteriosa, 1892 Should lanterns shine, the holy face, Caught in an octagon of unaccustomed light, Would wither up, an any boy of love Look twice before he fell from grace. The features in their private dark Are formed of flesh, but let the false day come And from her lips the faded pigments …
Dylan Thomas – Splendessero lanterne / Should lanterns shine Read More »
Jacques-Louis David, Andromache Mourning Hector, 1783 For each extatic instant we must an anguish pay in keen and quivering ratio to the extasy – For each beloved hour sharp pittances of years – bitter contested farthings – and coffers heaped with tears! Per un istante d’estasi noi paghiamo in angoscia una misura esatta e trepidante, …
Emily Dickinson – Per un istante d’estasi / For each extatic instant Read More »
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