Thursday, December 3, 2009

"Rapture"























I can feel she has got out of bed.
That means it is seven a.m.
I have been lying with eyes shut,
thinking, or possibly dreaming,
of how she might look if, at breakfast,
I spoke about the hidden place in her
which, to me, is like a soprano’s tremolo...


From "Rapture" by Galway Kinnell. The complete poem is at Poetry Foundation.

El despertar de la criada, Eduardo Sivori, 1887
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2 comments:

  1. chayaruchamaDecember 4, 2009 at 7:18 AM

    OK.

    Where to start ?
    Your SOTD ?
    The painting ?
    The poem ?

    Simply consider me VERY grateful, BG...;-)

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  2. BitterGraceDecember 4, 2009 at 8:14 PM

    Glad you enjoyed the post, Ida. The more I look at the painting, the more I like it. The mood of it is just perfect.

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