I nostri quadri preferiti
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Ermy
- Maxi-Mitosi
- Messaggi: 239
- Iscritto il: sab dic 02, 2006 12:19 am
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un altro quadro di munch che mi piace molto..e che però non credo che sia valutato molto....
bhe si deve però sapere che munch non aveva grande considerazione delle donne..peggio di picasso....anzi...le definiva come delle vampire succhia energie....e da qui il quadro...LA VAMPIRA ,che nonstate insulti il mio stesso sesso...bhe...mi piace molto:)
bhe si deve però sapere che munch non aveva grande considerazione delle donne..peggio di picasso....anzi...le definiva come delle vampire succhia energie....e da qui il quadro...LA VAMPIRA ,che nonstate insulti il mio stesso sesso...bhe...mi piace molto:)
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Ermy
- Maxi-Mitosi
- Messaggi: 239
- Iscritto il: sab dic 02, 2006 12:19 am
- Orientamento: per ora asessuata
lady lilith sempre di Rossetti:)
sonetto scritto dall'autore dell'opera
'Body's Beauty'
Of Adam's first wife, Lilith, it is told
(The witch he loved before the gift of Eve,)
That, ere the snake's, her sweet tongue could deceive,
And her enchanted hair was the first gold.
And still she sits, young while the earth is old,
And, subtly of herself contemplative,
Draws men to watch the bright web she can weave,
Till heart and body and life are in its hold.
The rose and poppy are her flowers; for where
Is he not found, O Lilith, whom shed scent
And soft-shed kisses and soft sleep shall snare?
Lo! as that youth's eyes burned at thine, so went
Thy spell through him, and left his straight neck bent
And round his heart one strangling golden hair.
sonetto scritto dall'autore dell'opera
'Body's Beauty'
Of Adam's first wife, Lilith, it is told
(The witch he loved before the gift of Eve,)
That, ere the snake's, her sweet tongue could deceive,
And her enchanted hair was the first gold.
And still she sits, young while the earth is old,
And, subtly of herself contemplative,
Draws men to watch the bright web she can weave,
Till heart and body and life are in its hold.
The rose and poppy are her flowers; for where
Is he not found, O Lilith, whom shed scent
And soft-shed kisses and soft sleep shall snare?
Lo! as that youth's eyes burned at thine, so went
Thy spell through him, and left his straight neck bent
And round his heart one strangling golden hair.
(era meglio..... 
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