Giulio Carpioni, The Nymph Liropi Brings her son Narcissus to Tiresias (Sapphic verse, for E.) Then the prophet said to me, “man, you...

T.S. Eliot c. 1923 Eliot, old pre-beat hero, lines cake-dense like new cake crumbed and rolled about heavy, heavy, until the eyes go...

Akseli Gallen-Kallela, Winter Landscape I ran into him on one of those rolling hills that Ontario has on one of those bright days after...

Jan Steen, life of Man, 1665 Do you presume to own what you did not make and so to have in hand your body, its all-- and so to have in...

(Image by George Desipris) I lied to you and kept back one bowl, a gleaming one, ancient enamel. The rim is drawn in kufic cursive, the...

(Painting: Menageot--Envy Plucking the Wings of Fame) Envy- You, like string upon a needle fine that through the eyelid in a stroke is...