Unknown
Her warm memories. I'd like to paint them
over the bare plaster walls of my soul
Anna Ancher
'View from a Window, Genoa'
John Singer Sargent
Edouard Vuillard
George Dunlop Leslie
Harriet Backer
Eilif Peterssen
it is weather’s window,
weather’s particular echo, here
as if this place had been once,
now vacant, a door that had had
hinges swung in air’s peculiar
emptiness, greyed, slumped elsewhere
Edouard Vuillard
Giovanni Giani
Gleb Goloubetski
Old sky freshened with cloud bulk
slides over frame of window the
shadings of softened greys a light
of air up out of this dense high
structured enclosure of buildings
top or pushed up flat of bricked roof
frame I love I love the safety of
small world this door frame back
of me the panes of simple glass yet
airy up sweep of birch trees sit in
flat below all designation declaration
here as clouds move so simply away.
Sarah Wimperis
Windows now lit close out the
upper dark the night’s a face
three eyes far fainter than
the day all faced with light
inside the room makes eye re-
flective see the common world
as one again no outside coming
in no more than walls and post-
card pictures place faces across
that cautious dark
Igor Shipilin
Luis Romero
John Singer Sargent
Konstantin Yegorovich Makovsky
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.
Into the rose-garden.
My words echo
Thus in your mind.
But to what purpose
Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves
I do not know.
I do not know.
Other echoes
Inhabit the garden.
Shall we follow?
Inhabit the garden.
Jodi Jensen
Avi Belaish
1. line - Isaac Marzun
2, 3, 4. - excerpts from a poem of Robert Creeley
5. excerpt from a poem of T.S. Eliot
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