I sit in a mood of reverie.
I’ve brought to Art desires and sensations:
things half-glimpsed,
faces or lines, certain indistinct memories
of unfulfilled love affairs.
Let me submit to Art:
Art knows how to shape forms of Beauty,
almost imperceptibly completing life,
blending impressions, blending day with day.
Constantine P. Cavafy
Federico Garcia Lorca “Let there be a landscape of open eyes and bitter wounds on fire.
THE SIRENS ARE ENCHANTERS Circe warns Odysseus about the Sirens: “You will come first of all
A poem by Paul Eluard “I cannot be known Better than you know me Your eyes
