[Nicola Poussin - L'ispirazione del Poeta (1630)]
Glance hungry for details,
Thoughts run faster.
Slow down! This is not a race
In the loops of my confused mind.
Where are you Fairy Angel?
Like a spiteful lover
You hide to my call!
The Inspiration is not for everyone
It dwells in happy hearts,
In hearts in love,
In the broken hearts,
In the eternal pain.
Glance hungry for details,
Thoughts run faster.
Slow down! This is not a race
In the loops of my confused mind.
Where are you Fairy Angel?
Like a spiteful lover
You hide to my call!
The Inspiration is not for everyone
It dwells in happy hearts,
In hearts in love,
In the broken hearts,
In the eternal pain.
Is that poem yours?
RispondiEliminaMaybe :P
EliminaWell, Mr Maybe :P looks like the Classics have got the best out of you ;)
EliminaNot exactly. My attitude IS classic. :)
EliminaI've always found in them what I already am. ;)
Perhaps I didn't express exactly what I meant :) I was trying to say that, with your classical education and attitude, you've found the best way for you to express yourself.
EliminaWell said! Perfect! :)
Elimina