Jacques-Louis David,Cupid and Psyche, 1817 They say: They forget. They don’t say: They said. They do: It’s done. They don’t do: It’s the same. Why waiting? Everything is dreaming. Dicono? Dimenticano. Non dicono? Hanno detto. Fanno? È fatale. Non fanno? È uguale. Perché aspettare? Tutto è sognare. Do you know a different English translation? …
John William Waterhouse, Ophelia, 1889 I’ve gathered this sprig of heatherAutumn is dead you will rememberOn earth we’ll see no more of each otherFragrance of time sprig of heatherRemember I wait for you forever Ho colto questo filo di brughieraricordati che l’autunno è mortonon ci vedremo più sulla terraodore del tempo filo di brughieraricorda ancora …
Richard Oelze, Expectation, 1936 I have studied many timesthe marble which was chiseled for me–a boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor.In truth it pictures not my destinationbut my life.For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;ambition called to me, but …
Leopold von Kalckreuth, Sunday afternoon, 1893 I sing to use the Waiting my bonnet but to tie and shut the door unto my house no more to do have I till his best step approaching we journey to the Day and tell each other how we sung to keep the Dark away. Io canto per …
Emily Dickinson – Io canto per riempire l’attesa / I sing to use the Waiting Read More »
Gustav Klimt, Daphne – Girl with blue veil, 1903 Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,missing me one place search another,I stop somewhere waiting for you. Se tardi a trovarmi, insisti.Se non ci sono in nessun posto, cerca in un altro,perchè io sono seduto da una qualche partead aspettare te. Go back to album …
Walt Whitman – Canto di me stesso / Song of myself, Verse 52 Read More »
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