Sunday, January 06, 2008

Le Concert ChampĂȘtre, 1508
Titian, but also attributed to Giorgione.
The Louvre, Paris

On the Concert


When first this canvas felt Giorgione's hand,
From out his soul's intensity he drew
In lines most acrid yet superbly few
A man, -- a soul, whose water at command
Of pain had stiffened to ice, whom grief had banned,
Till music even and harmony's rich dew
Fell fruitless. Poised, defiant and calm he threw
To the earth that wronged him his life's reprimand.
Yet, as he drew, a wind mellow with dole
Of past life as of sea-coast pine did rise
And warm the rigour of the painter's soul.
For his tear-moistened fingers warmed the frore
Hard colours of the cheek, and in the eyes
Set the large stare of Sorrow's Nevermore.


Trumbull Stickney ( 1874-1904)
The Poems of Trumbull Stickney
Ed. Amberys R. Whittle
New York, 1972, Farrar Strauss & Giroux
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