Walter Crane, Art and Life, 1907 She passed me, the young lady,lively and swift as a swallow,in her hand a shining lily,from her mouth a new song follows.She’s perhaps the only one in the landwhose heart to mine would react,who, taking my doleful hand with but a look would me impact!But no, my youth is felled…Farewell, …
Gerard de Nerval – Viale del Lussemburgo / A path in the Luxembourg Gardens Read More »
Jacob Hoefnagel, Orpheus charming the animals, 1613 My heart leaps up when I behold a rainbow in the sky:so was it when my life began;so is it now I am a man;so be it when I shall grow old,or let me die!The Child is father of the Man;and I could wish my days to bebound each …
Édouard Manet, Luncheon in the studio, 1868 Love doesn’t fire me up.Pain doesn’t charm me anymore.My life is merciless.Days go by andmy lost soul screams.Maybe youthhappens while walking.In the dark of nightthe storm is heardin tears.That night at the table, to dieI decided to never write again,but to remember by livingthe past loves.Who lives on …
Marc Chagall, Nude over Vitebsk, 1933 Ho rivisto il giardino, il giardinetto contiguo, le palme del viale, la cancellata rozza dalla quale mi protese la mano ed il confetto… “Piccolino, che fai solo soletto?” “Sto giocando al Diluvio Universale”. Accennai gli stromenti, le bizzarre cose che modellavo nella sabbia, ed ella si chinò come chi …
Hans Baluschek, The express train arrives, 1900 It lies up there my childhood. There upon that hill that I see again at night, passing by on the railway, marked by bright lights. Smell of burnt stubble strikes me at the station. Ancient and diffuse smell similar to many voices calling me. But the train flees. …
Vincenzo Cardarelli – Paesaggio notturno / Night Landscape Read More »
William-Adolphe Bouguereau, The first kiss, 1890 O youth, innocence, illusions, time with no sin, golden age! After you are past and gone one uses to regret you as a lost treasure. I do know that you were a misfortune. (Transl. by A. Baruffi) O gioventù, innocenza, illusioni, tempo senza peccato, secol d’oro! Poi che trascorsi …
Vincenzo Cardarelli – Illusa gioventù / Deluded youth Read More »
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