RECLINING FIGURE
Then the knee of the wave
turned to stone
By the cliff of her flank
I anchored.
in the darkness of harbors
laid-by
Henry Moore
Poem by Donald Hall (1928- )
Statue is Reclining Figure (1951) by Henry Moore
Plaster and Figure (Tate Gallery London)
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
