Summer Evening

‘I Know Not How It Falls On Me’ I know not how it falls on me,This summer evening, hushed and lone;Yet the faint wind comes soothinglyWith something of an olden tone. Forgive me if I’ve shunned so longYour gentle greeting, earth and air!But sorrow withers even the strong,And who can fight against despair? Emily Brontë… Read More Summer Evening

At the First Touch of Winter, Summer Fades Away 🎨

Qualche giorno fa, su Facebook, il nostro amico Aladin Fazel (lampmagician) ha pubblicato un meraviglioso dipinto dal titolo: “Al primo tocco di Inverno Estate svanisce “ (“At the First Touch of Winter, Summer Fades Away”).E’ un’opera del 1897 del pittore britannico Valentine Cameron Prinsep, esponente del Movimento Preraffaellita. Io l’ho trovato molto bello e vorrei… Read More At the First Touch of Winter, Summer Fades Away 🎨


Summer for thee grant I may beWhen summer days are flown!Thy music still when whippoorwillAnd oriole are done! For thee to bloom, I’ll skip the tombAnd sow my blossoms o’er!Pray gather me, Anemone,Thy flower forevermore! Emily Dickinson – Poems (1858) In this poem Emily Dickinson claims that love can do anything. Even death becomes nothing,… Read More Anemone