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FEDERICO GARCIA LORCA ~ NO ONE IS SLEEPING IN THIS WORLD

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Federico Garcia Lorca

Federico Garcia Lorca

“Let there be a landscape of open eyes and bitter wounds on fire. No one is sleeping in this world. No one, no one. I have said it before.”

 

Who was Federico Garcia Lorca?

Federico del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús García Lorca, known as Federico García Lorca; (5 June 1898 – 19 August 1936), was a Spanish poet, playwright, and theatre director.

García Lorca achieved international recognition as an emblematic member of the Generation of ’27, a group consisting of mostly poets who introduced the tenets of European movements (such as symbolism, futurism, and surrealism) into Spanish literature.

He was executed by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War. His body has never been found.  (source wikipedia)

The Spanish poet Federico Garcia Lorca

TOGETHER IN OUR ENDLESS SOLITUDE ~ PAUL ELUARD

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Nuchs and Paul Eluard by Man Ray

 A poem by Paul Eluard

“I cannot be known
Better than you know me

Your eyes in which we sleep
We together
Have made for my man’s gleam
A better fate than for the common nights

Your eyes in which I travel
Have given to signs along the roads
A meaning alien to the earth

In your eyes who reveal to us
Our endless solitude

Are no longer what they thought themselves to be

You cannot be known
Better than I know you.”

― Paul Éluard

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LEONARD COHEN ~ A MEMOIR OF MELANCHOLY

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Leonard Cohen, a great Poet and Songwriter. What is he thinking about?

Leonard Cohen (1934 – 2016)

“Like a bird on the wire,  Like a drunk in a midnight choir,  I have tried in my way to be free.”

We mourn the passing of a Leonard Norman Cohen: Canadian Singer, Songwriter, Poet and Novelist. Cohen died today on the 11th of November 2016, at the age of 82. For many years, Leonard Cohen has been revealing his soul to the world through his poetry and songwriting. Keep Reading

THOMAS HARDY ~ SOMETHING WITHIN US…

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“Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.”
Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy (1840-1928), was an English novelist and poet. A Victorian realist in the tradition of George Eliot, he was influenced both in his novels and in his poetry by Romanticism, especially William Wordsworth. (Wikipedia)

ALFRED LORD TENNYSON ~ DREAMS

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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
Alfred Lord Tennyson

Émile Constant Puyo
Sommeil
ca. 1887

WILLIAM BLAKE ~ ON IMAGINATION

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Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
William Blake

William Blake (1757-1827)
Hecate or the Three Fates
Watercolor and pen and black ink
1795

ANNA AKHMATOVA ~ SILENT WORDS

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”The triumphs of a mysterious non-meeting are desolate ones; unspoken phrases, silent words.”

Anna Akhmatova ((23 June 1889 – 5 March 1966 / Odessa)

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CHRISTINA ROSSETTI ~ OCTOBER

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OCTOBER

Crack your first nut and light your first fire;
Roast your first chestnut crisp on the bar;
Make the logs sparkle, stir the blaze higher,
Logs are cheery as sun or as star,
Logs we can find wherever we are.
Spring one soft day will open the leaves,
Spring one bright day will lure back the flowers;
Never fancy my whistling wind grieves,
Never fancy I’ve tears in my showers;
Dance, nights and days! And dance on, my hours!
Christina Rossetti,
from The Months: A Pageant.
Painting: Autumn Leaves
Sir John Everett Millais – 1855-1856

CHARLES BAUDELAIRE ~ EVENING

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Evening
Jakub Schikaneder – circa 1900
 “I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on,

The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,

The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,

And the moon rise and turn them silver.

I shall see

The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;

And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,

I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,

And build me stately palaces by candlelight.”

Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

 

Nikolai Pimonenko, Evening

1900

 

 

SYLVIA PLATH ~ LONELINESS

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“And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I have now, and not find anything except loneliness.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Alone
Emilio Longoni – 1900
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