3Rs of Me-Reflection, Rumination, and Recitations -
Poetry and Art combined to bring the poetry to life thru the use of visual arts. Additionally, I post the various thoughts, musings, reflections, and ideas which bring about creativity and insight to this art history museum education, and art education student and enthusiast.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
I Have Dreamed of You so Much
I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real. Is there still time for me to reach your breathing body, to kiss your mouth and make your dear voice come alive again? I have dreamed of you so much that my arms, grown used to being crossed on my chest as I hugged your shadow, would perhaps not bend to the shape of your body. For faced with the real form of what has haunted me and governed me for so many days and years, I would surely become a shadow. O scales of feeling. I have dreamed of you so much that surely there is no more time for me to wake up. I sleep on my feet prey to all the forms of life and love, and you, the only one who counts for me today, I can no more touch your face and lips than touch the lips and face of some passerby. I have dreamed of you so much, have walked so much, talked so much, slept so much with your phantom, that perhaps the only thing left for me is to become a phantom among phantoms, a shadow a hundred times more shadow than the shadow the moves and goes on moving, brightly, over the sundial of your life.
~ Robert Desnos
Painting - 'Flaming June', Lord Frederic Leighton, 1895