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| Lady with an Ermine (1490) by Leonardo da Vinci From Wikipedia |
Showing posts with label great artists. Show all posts
Showing posts with label great artists. Show all posts
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Lady with an Ermine by Leonardo da Vinci (1452–1519)
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
Sandro Botticelli (1445—1510)
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| The Birth of Venus c. 1485-86; painted for the villa of Lorenzo di Pierfrancesco de' Medici at Castello; Tempera on canvas, 172.5 x 278.5 cm; now in the Galleria degli Uffizi in Florence |
Thursday, September 1, 2011
A Sybil
By Rainer Maria Rilke
Long before our time they called her old,
But she'd walk down the same road every day.
Her age became too much to say
In years — and, like a forest's, would be told
In centuries. She comes to stand at dusk —
Her spot each time the same — and to foretell.
She is a hollow, wrinkled husk,
Dark as a fire-gutted citadel.
She has to turn her flock of talking loose
Or it will grow too crowded to relieve.
Flapping and screaming, words are flying all
Around her. Then, returning home to roost,
They find a perch beneath her eyebrows' eaves,
And in that shadow wait for night to fall.
But she'd walk down the same road every day.
Her age became too much to say
In years — and, like a forest's, would be told
In centuries. She comes to stand at dusk —
Her spot each time the same — and to foretell.
She is a hollow, wrinkled husk,
Dark as a fire-gutted citadel.
She has to turn her flock of talking loose
Or it will grow too crowded to relieve.
Flapping and screaming, words are flying all
Around her. Then, returning home to roost,
They find a perch beneath her eyebrows' eaves,
And in that shadow wait for night to fall.
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| Rilke and Baladine Klossowska, 1923 |
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