Showing posts with label illustrations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label illustrations. Show all posts
Monday, June 5, 2017
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Saturday, November 19, 2016
Sunday, October 30, 2016
Monday, October 17, 2016
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Alberto Martini (1876-1954)... illustration for Edgar Allan Poe Poem
“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? - Edgar Allan Poe (1809- 1849)
image: Illustration for Edgar Allan Poe Poem by Alberto Martini (1876-1954)
Labels:
Alberto Martini,
Edgar Allan Poe,
illustrations,
illustrator
Sunday, June 12, 2016
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Axl Leskoschek ~ Musik, woodcut 1979
Friday, November 7, 2014
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Louis Marcoussis...illustrations for Guillaume Apollinaire's Alcohol... 1913
The Betrothal, etching, plate 29 from Alcools, 1934
“And the solitary cord of sea lutes.”
Singer, plate eight from Alcools, 1934
Moonlight, plate 30 from Alcools, 1934
Mellifluent moon on the lips of the maddened
The orchards and towns are greedy tonight
The stars appear like the image of bees
Of this luminous honey that offends the vines
For now all sweet in their fall from the sky
Each ray of moonlight’s a ray of honey
Now hid I conceive the sweetest adventure
I fear stings of fire from this Polar bee
that sets these deceptive rays in my hands
And takes its moon-honey to the rose of the winds
Lul of Faltenin, plate eighteen from Alcools, 1934
Rosemonde, plate 21 from Alcools, 1934
I named her Rosemonde
Lest I forget
Mouth flowered in Holland
Then slowly I took my way
Seeking the rose of the world
Labels:
Alcohol,
Guillaume Apollinaire,
illustrations,
Louis Marcoussis,
poetry
May Den Engelsen... illustrations...Charles Baudelaire's Condemned Poems... 1927
Lesbos
Mother of Latin games and Greek delights,
Lesbos, where kisses, languishing or joyous,
Burning as the sun's light, cool as melons,
Adorn the nights and the glorious days;
Mother of Latin games and Greek delights,
Lesbos, where the kisses are like cascades
That throw themselves boldly into bottomless chasms
And flow, sobbing and gurgling intermittently,
Stormy and secret, teeming and profound;
Lesbos, where the kisses are like cascades!
Lesbos, where courtesans feel drawn toward each other,
Where for every sigh there is an answering sigh,
The stars admire you as much as Paphos,
And Venus may rightly be jealous of Sappho!
Lesbos, where courtesans feel drawn toward each other,
Lesbos, land of hot and languorous nights,
That make the hollow-eyed girls, amorous
Of their own bodies, caress before their mirrors
The ripe fruits of their nubility, O sterile pleasure!
Lesbos, land of hot and languorous nights...
Illustrations from Condemned Poems illustrated by May Den Engelsen, published 1927
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