Emilio Longoni, Armonie del ruscello, 1903 Flow on, ye lays so loved, so fair, on to Oblivion’s ocean flow!May no rapt boy recall you e’er, no maiden in her beauty’s glow!My love alone was then your theme, but now she scorns my passion true.Ye were but written in the stream;as it flows on, then, flow ye too! Sperdetevi …
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe – Al fiume / By the river Read More »
Nicolas Poussin, The Exposition of Moses, 1654 Let the Greek mould his clay to the forms he’s planned, and take increasing pleasure in the product of his hands: but to us it’s blissful when we clutch at the Euphrates, and in the flowing element, swish to and fro, with ease. Quenching, so, my burning soul, …
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe – Forma e Poesia /Poetry and Form Read More »
Viktor Vasnetsov, Alenushka, 1881 Cypress. (Backwater) Poplar.(Pure water)Willow tree.(Deep water)Heart.(Pupil water) (Transl. by D. Foglia) Cipresso.(Acqua stagnante)Pioppo.(Acqua cristallina)Vetrice.(Acqua profonda)Cuore.(Acqua di pupilla) This is a personal translation. Please contact me if you know another English translation. Go back to album – F. G. Lorca
Robert McGinnis, On the run, 1967 By the river banks the night is wetting itself and on Lolita’s breasts the branches die of love. The branches die of love. The naked night sings over the March bridgeheads. Lolita washes her body with brine and tuberoses. The branches die of love. The night of aniseed and …
Federico Garcia Lorca – Serenata (Homage to Lope de Vega) Read More »
George de Forest Brush, The Indian and the lily, 1887 My heart rests, by the cold fountain. (Fill it with threads, spider of silence.) The fountain-water sang it the song. (Fill it with threads, spider of silence.) My heart, waking, sang its desires. (Spider of nothingness, spin your mystery.) The fountain-water listened sombrely. (Spider of …
Ernst Josephson, The water sprite, 1882 Nella montagna nera il torrente delira a voce alta A quella stessa ora avanzi tra precipizi nel tuo corpo sopito Il vento lotta al buio col tuo sogno boscaglia verde e bianca quercia fanciulla quercia millenaria il vento ti sradica e trascina e rade al suolo apre il tuo …
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