Théophile-Alexandre Steinlen, Gust of wind, 1895 Una notte vicino alla sua casa e dal balcone aperto nella mite notte del Sud, la donna che m’apparve golosa di risucchio come un’acqua gelata. E non avrà mai volto, sale la gola chiara, scende al buio degli occhi avidamente salda. A bocca aperta nella pioggia, un nero grappolo …
Ferdinand Hodler, Spring, 1901 “Sorvoleremo insieme il firmamento dove le stelle brilleranno a cento” e poi precipiteremo dagli alti strabiliamenti in annuvolamenti sbilenchi a trascinarci a sfilacciarci in mille dissipazioni? O finiremo, consustanziale sangue, disseccati in mappe in indizi per i meteosat persi sull’orlo di ignizioni? O saremo, soltanto, insieme a mugghiarci addosso stipati nel …
Leonora Carrington, Portrait of Max Ernst, 1939 How long between the grain and the wind of those garrets higher, more spun out than the sky, how long I have left you my writings, my withered risks. With angel and chimera with ancient instrument, with the diary and the drama the nights play by turns with …
Rene Magritte, The Lovers, 1928 What brings you here, love, what journey has the wind given you? Darkness surrounds these clear days, flows perhaps in this opaque light here where in unsteady or in stable spots gold filters and wine matures. I pluck this splendid fruit from the sky, I close my eyes to what …
Giovanni Bellini, Orpheus, c. 1515 In spring Cydonian apple-trees,watered by fountains ever flowingthrough crofts unmown of maiden goddesses,and young vines, ’neath the shadeof shooting tendrils, tranquilly are growing.Meanwhile for me, Love, never laidin slumber, like a north wind glowingwith Thracian lightnings, still doth dartblood-parching madness on my heart,from Kupris hurtling, stormful, wild,lording the man as …
Ibycus (Ibico) – Come il vento del nord rosso di fulmini / Dry North wind Read More »
Han Wu Shen (b.1950), First snow It was cold. The wind cut my fingers. I was out of breath. I have never been so happy. (Transl. by D. Foglia) Faceva freddo. Il vento mi tagliava le dita. Ero senza fiato. Non ero stato mai più contento. This is a personal translation. Please contact me if …
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