11 Years Wedding Anniversary Saying

Poetry and Painting, a mirror of reality

It mile Deroy (1820-1846), Portrait of Charles Baudelaire

The poetry of Baudelaire, photographer its climax with the state of anxiety in which a country that can no longer breathe

Spleen

When the low, heavy sky weighs like a lid on the spirit
moaning in the grip of long anguish, and
payments cover the entire horizon around
A daylight saddest night

When the earth is transformed into a damp prison
Where as a bat Hope
banging against the walls with her timid wing
hits his head on the ceilings rotting;

When the rain stretching its immense strips
Imitates the bars of a prison
And a big dumb people Curtains of infamous spiders
the nets at the bottom of our brains,

Suddenly the bells banging furiously
dashed back to the sky a horrendous scream
Similar to spirits wandering homeless
What we offer groan stubborn

And long hearses, without drums, without
bands parade into my soul slowly won; Hope
cries and the terrible anguish despotic
plant on my head bent over his black banner.

Johann Heinrich Fuseli, 1741-1825 The Fates

The Fates F ü ssli represent a possible remedy to unravel anxiety and free breath.

The Fates in Roman mythology presiding over human destiny: Clotho spins the web of life, Lachesis exempt destiny and marks the duration and Atropos cuts the thread of life at the time set by Fate .

interesting is that the conscientious work of Atropos beyond the mythology, it might be providential in every situation in order to lighten their grip.

Providence pagan, some would say but the manner Manzoni, we like to add.

Anna Lanzetta