cf. Samuel Worcester Rowse, Portrait of a Young Woman (animated)
“Camerado, this is no book,
Who touches this touches a man…”
–Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
Person to person and man to man,
I’m back in touch with my long lost friend…
cf. Charles West Cope, Home Dreams (1869) and Milky Way Set and Rise from Cerro Pachon – YouTube
cf. Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot, Ville-d’Avray (ca. 1865)
Eadweard Muybridge, The zoopraxiscope – a couple waltzing (ca. 1893)
She said, “I love the night
The day is okay and the sun can be fun
But I live to see those rays slip away…”
I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us—don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
cf. John Everett Millais, “Speak! Speak!” (1895)
cf. Vilhelm Hammershøi: “Dust Motes Dancing In Sunbeams” (1900); “Interior With Young Man Reading” (1898)
Maybe you will see my face
reflected there on the pane…
Summer Interlude (1951)
As imperceptibly as grief
The summer lapsed away…