Saturday, December 17, 2016

They Are Really Having Fun

by Richard Brautigan
from his collection entitled Loading Mercury with a Pitchfork

They are really having fun,
          drinking glasses of wine
and talking about things
          that they like.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

One Portrait of One Woman

"One Portrait of One Woman" by Marsden Hartley,
Oil on Composition Board, 1916








Until a man has given up himself he has given up nothing.
                                           - Marsden Hartley

Thursday, December 1, 2016

The Tyger

by William Blake
From his collection entitled SONGS OF INNOCENCE and OF EXPERIENCE

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies,
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what the shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when they heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?