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15 fevereiro, 2008

Leda and the Swan




Leda and the Swan



A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed

By his dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,

He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.



How can those terrified vague fingers push

The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?

How can anybody, laid in that white rush,

But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?



A shudder in the loins, engenders there

The broken wall, the burning roof and tower

And Agamemnon dead.

Being so caught up,

So mastered by the brute blood of the air,

Did she put on his knowledge with his power

Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?

William Butler Yeats
DA VINCI’S LEDA

6 comentários:

mixtu disse...

não sei responder...
talvez...
... drop?

abrazos serranos

un dress disse...

a red drop of blood

on a white

[ such a white!

feathers dress






.beijO

Andrea disse...

Great...
You made a great Job.
The picture
The poetry
The music
So perfect together...

Ciao

Gi disse...

Conheço bem o poema de WBY de que gosto particularmente. A imagem essa e fabulosa.

Um beijo doce Mateso

Maria Laura disse...

Um grande poeta. E o teu post é a perfeita harmonia. Espantosa foto!

Vieira Calado disse...

Obrigado pelas suas palavras no meu Livro de Visitas.
Bom resto de fim de semana.