Showing posts with label illustrations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label illustrations. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Alberto Martini (1876-1954)... illustration for Edgar Allan Poe Poem







“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? - Edgar Allan Poe (1809- 1849)

image: Illustration for Edgar Allan Poe Poem by Alberto Martini (1876-1954)




Sunday, September 27, 2015

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Louis Marcoussis...illustrations for Guillaume Apollinaire's Alcohol... 1913




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The Betrothal, etching, plate 29 from Alcools1934


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“And the solitary cord of sea lutes.”
Singer, plate eight from Alcools1934



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Moonlight, plate 30 from Alcools1934



Mellifluent moon on the lips of the maddened
The orchards and towns are greedy tonight
The stars appear like the image of bees
Of this luminous honey that offends the vines
For now all sweet in their fall from the sky
Each ray of moonlight’s a ray of honey
Now hid I conceive the sweetest adventure
I fear stings of fire from this Polar bee
that sets these deceptive rays in my hands
And takes its moon-honey to the rose of the winds



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Lul of Faltenin, plate eighteen from Alcools1934



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Rosemonde, plate 21 from Alcools1934


I named her Rosemonde
Lest I forget
Mouth flowered in Holland
Then slowly I took my way
Seeking the rose of the world


May Den Engelsen... illustrations...Charles Baudelaire's Condemned Poems... 1927




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Lesbos

Mother of Latin games and Greek delights,
Lesbos, where kisses, languishing or joyous,
Burning as the sun's light, cool as melons,
Adorn the nights and the glorious days;
Mother of Latin games and Greek delights,

Lesbos, where the kisses are like cascades 
That throw themselves boldly into bottomless chasms 
And flow, sobbing and gurgling intermittently, 
Stormy and secret, teeming and profound; 
Lesbos, where the kisses are like cascades!

Lesbos, where courtesans feel drawn toward each other,
Where for every sigh there is an answering sigh,
The stars admire you as much as Paphos,
And Venus may rightly be jealous of Sappho!
Lesbos, where courtesans feel drawn toward each other,

Lesbos, land of hot and languorous nights,
That make the hollow-eyed girls, amorous
Of their own bodies, caress before their mirrors
The ripe fruits of their nubility, O sterile pleasure!
    Lesbos, land of hot and languorous nights...







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Illustrations from Condemned Poems illustrated by May Den Engelsen, published 1927