Friday, April 27, 2012

"That night was to decide..."

That night was to decide
if she and I
were to be lovers.
Under cover
of darkness
no one would see, you see.
I bent over her, it’s the truth,
and as I did,
it’s the truth, I swear it,
I said
like a kindly parent:
“Passion’s a precipice –
so won’t you please
move away?
Move away,

~ Vladimir Mayakovsky, "Attitude to a Miss"

Zwei M├Ądchenakte, Egon Schiele, 1911

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