Bernhard Strigel, Portrait of a Gentleman, 1520 Impegni non avevo, ma mancai; giuramenti non feci, ma tradii: che ci si senta rei non dipende dal giudizio degli altri, ma di sé. È facile compagna la coscienza se accetta docilmente e viene a patti, difficile è tacitarla quando siamo più retti, infine, di quello che si …
Pietro Antonio Rotari (1707-1762), A girl wearing pearl drop earrings and a black lace choker She wasn’t foolish. She knew what she wanted. But she wanted the impossible. E non era una stupida, sapeva quel che voleva. Solamente voleva delle cose impossibili. Do you know a different English translation? Please contact me, this is a …
Cesare Pavese – She wasn’t foolish / E non era una stupida Read More »
Elihu Vedder, Memory, 1870 Don’t scissor away that face the single image I can remember allow me to keep my attentive gaze as the fog thickens the cold descends … – the blow hits hard the wounded acacia releases the cicada’s husk to the first leaf-muck of November. (Transl. by Alan Tucker) Non recidere, forbice, …
Eugenio Montale – Don’t scissor away / Non recidere, forbice Read More »
Kazimir Malevich, Rest. Society in Top Hats, 1908 We’d worked out a whistle for the world beyond, a token of recognition. Now I’m giving it a try, hoping we’re all dead already and don’t know it. I ’ve never figured out whether I was your faithful dog with runny eyes or you were mine. To …
Piero di Cosimo, Portrait of Simonetta Vespucci as Cleopatra, c. 1480 Your unrest reminds me of those great birds of passage who brain themselves against beacons during evening storms: your sweetness itself is a storm whirling invisibly and its calms are even rarer. I don’t know how you manage, exhausted, in your heart’s great lake …
René Magritte, The Great War, 1964 Maybe one morning, walking in dry, glassy air, I’ll turn and see the miracle occur: nothing at my back, the void behind me, with a drunkard’s terror. Then, as if on a screen, trees houses hills will suddenly collect for the usual illusion. But it will be too late, …
Eugenio Montale – Forse un mattino andando in un’aria di vetro / Maybe one morning Read More »
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