Sunday, January 29, 2012

Hollyhocks and Blue Clouds
Werner Drewes

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

The Cuckoo Calls from the Bamboo Grove

The cuckoo calls from the bamboo grove.
Cherry blossoms litter the path.
A girl walks under the full moon,
Trailing her silk skirts in the grass.

- Anonymous (Six Dynasties)
(Translated by Kenneth Rexroth

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Die ferne Insel (The Distant Island), 1906-08
Oskar Kokoschka

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Cup of Coffee and Cigarette, 1950
John Gutmann

Coffee, 1959
Richard Diebenkorn

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Gray Room

Although you sit in a room that is gray,
Except for the silver
Of the straw-paper,
And pick
At your pale white gown;
Or lift one of the green beads
Of your necklace,
To let it fall;
Or gaze at your green fan
Printed with the red branches of a red willow;
Or, with one finger,
Move the leaf in the bowl-
The leaf that has fallen from the branches of the forsythia
Beside you . . .
What is all this?
I know how furiously your heart is beating.

Wallace Stevens