Artemisia Gentileschi (1593- 1653) ~ Maria Maddalena as Melancholy, oil on canvas, date unknown.

Stanislao Lepri 1905-1980 ~ The taming of the Shrew, oil on board, 1958

Massimo Rao (1950-1996) .... the Centre of the World, 1988

Raoul Dal Molin Ferenzona (1879 -1946) ... Uriel, torch of God, 1943.

Francesco (Cino) Bozzetti... Harpies...1913

Celenus and his Harpies 1913

The Wood of the Harpies 1913

Italian print...unknown... Satyrs

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RIP Alda Merini...

Winged woman, stop your rancor:
the life that you bear of mystery
smells bad above the cushion
and moribund passes away.
Just so every proud tree oozes
love, behind your dark manures
that you spread of seed and of lust,
and pays at least for the seduction
of violated souls. Even so cantata
of the devil, you are an enemy of God
and then sullenly your lust
coagulates over the souls of heroes,
and you are young. You harm
all who see the path
of your peace and no one penalizes
you for the altar of your greatness
which makes offers to gods. As if you
were a goddess dressed in lust,
you call the gold into your arms
as I call the sons of the night.


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I do not need money.
I have need of feelings
of words, words chosen wisely
of flowers called thoughts,
of roses called presences
of dreams inhabiting the trees,
of songs that make statues dance,
of stars that murmur to the ear of lovers.
I need poetry
this spell which burns the weight of words
that arouses emotions and gives new colors.

Love do not damn me to my fate
Hold me open all the seasons
let my great and warm decline
not fall asleep along drives
put in passive all the passions
sleep on the pillow tenderly
where grow provident ambitions
of love and universal passion
take my everything and do not hurt me.

Alda Merini

Female Satyr...18th Century...