Monthly Archives: July 2015

‘ And I sold her and took my fee. . . ‘

Posted on July 13, 2015 by The Delightful Mrs P

My Madonna I haled me a woman from the street,    Shameless, but, oh, so fair! I bade her sit in the model’s seat    And I painted her sitting there. I hid all trace of her heart unclean;    I painted a … Continue reading →

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The Honey Man – Heiros Gamos

Posted on July 8, 2015 by The Delightful Mrs P

He has sprouted, he has mushroomed, he is well-watered lettuce,** my shaded garden of the plain, his mother’s favourite, my grain luxuriant in its furrows, he is well-watered lettuce; my fruit-filled apple tree, he is well-watered lettuce The honey-man*, the … Continue reading →

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i carry your heart with me*

Posted on July 7, 2015 by The Delightful Mrs P

  i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no … Continue reading →

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