Sándor Bortnyik, Spring Rain, 1965 Do asilo dentro di me come a un nemico che temo d’offendere, un cuore eccessivamente spontaneo che sente tutto ciò che sogno come se fosse reale che accompagna col piede la melodia delle canzoni che il mio pensiero canta, tristi canzoni, come le strade strette quando piove. Do you know …
Fernando Pessoa – da Ricordo bene il suo sguardo Read More »
Frank Cadogan Cowper, The Blue Bird, 1918 With a slit tongue and open eyes the nightingale on the ramparts Eyes of stored-up pain and feathers of blood the nightingale on the ramparts Feathers of blood and brief dazzle fresh water given birth in the throat the nightingale on the ramparts Water that runs stricken with …
Gaston de Latouche (1854-1913), Lovers and swans, The autumn walk Zenithall those regretsthose endless gardenswhere the toad modulates a tender cry of azurethe doe of bewildered silence moves quickly passa nightingale wounded by love sings upon the roses of your body whose roses I have gatheredour hearts hang together from the same pomegranate treeand the pomegranate flowershatched …
Sandro Botticelli, Spring, 1478 Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory – odours, when sweet violets sicken, live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, are heap’d for the beloved’s bed; and so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, love itself shall slumber on. La musica, quando le …
Gustave Moreau, Hesiod and the Muse, 1891 The music of indifference heart time air fire sand of silence the landslip of loves cover their voices and let me no longer hear myself be silent. Musica dell’indifferenza cuore tempo aria fuoco sabbia del silenzio frana d’errori copri le loro voci ch’io non mi senta più tacere. …
Samuel Beckett – Musica dell’indifferenza / The music of indifference Read More »
Edward Okun, Musica Sacra, 1915 Before morning you shall be here and Dante and the Logos and all strata and mysteries and the branded moon beyond the white plane of music that you shall establish here before morning grave suave singing silk stoop to the black firmament of areca rain on the bamboos flowers of …
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