Showing posts with label illustration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label illustration. Show all posts
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M. Fröhlich... illustration... Else Lasker-Schüler 1907
illustration of Else Lasker-Schüler from "Tino of Baghdad" by Else Lasker-Schüler 1907
To the Barbarian
The rough drops of your blood
Bring sweetness to my skin.
Do not call my eyes traitresses
Because they’re floating around your skies;
I’m resting on your night, smiling
And teaching your stars how to play.
And I’m walking through the rusty gate
Of your bliss with a song.
I love you and am coming nearer, in white
And transfigured on pilgrimage toes,
I’m taking your haughty heart,
Pure chalice, with me to the angels.
I love you as if I’d died
And my soul were spread across you –
My soul took in all the pain,
Its bitter images will shatter you.
But there are so many roses in bloom
I’d like to give you;
I’d like to bring you all the gardens
Woven into a wreath.
I keep thinking of you
Until the clouds drop down;
We’d like to kiss,
Wouldn’t we?
by Else Lasker-Schüler
Labels:
Else Lasker-Schüler,
illustration,
M. Fröhlich,
poems
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Gio Colucci... book illustration... The Torture Garden..
illustration from Octave Mirbeaus Torture Garden 1925
from The Torture Garden, written by Octave Mirbeau in 1899
Labels:
Gio Colucci,
illustration,
Octave Mirbeau,
writers
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The Songs of Bilitis... Willy Pogany & Pierre Louÿs...
I sing my flesh and my life...
Stay softly couched, oh, my body, according to your voluptuous mission! Taste daily joys and passions whose tomorrow never comes. Leave no pleasure unexplored, lest you regret the evening of your death....
Stay softly couched, oh, my body, according to your voluptuous mission! Taste daily joys and passions whose tomorrow never comes. Leave no pleasure unexplored, lest you regret the evening of your death....
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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