--Description: 19th C, Verlaine P., Celestial, Nature,Night--
(Poèmes Saturniens: Paysages Tristes II, Crépuscule du Soir Mystique)
Memory with Twilight glows
And trembles on the fiery horizon
Of burning Hope that shrinks and grows
Like some mysterious partition
Where the flowers in profusion
– Dahlias, lilies, tulips and marigolds –
Fly round a trellis in their circulation
Among the heady exhalation
Of heavy perfumes, whose warm poison
– Dahlias, lilies, tulips and marigolds –
Drowning my senses, soul and reason,
Mingles in their immense confusion
Memory with Twilight’s glows.
Paul Verlaine
--Did You Know: (30 March 1844 – 8 January 1896) Verlaine was a French poet associated with the Symbolist movement. He is considered one of the greatest representatives of the fin de siècle in international and French poetry. Born in Metz, he was educated at the Lycée impérial Bonaparte (now the Lycée Condorcet) in Paris and then took up a post in the civil service. He began writing poetry at an early age, and was initially influenced by the Parnassien movement and its leader, Leconte de Lisle. Verlaine's first published poem was published in 1863 in La Revue du progrès, a publication founded by poet Louis-Xavier de Ricard. Verlaine's first published collection, Poèmes saturniens (1866), though adversely commented upon by Sainte-Beuve, established him as a poet of promise and originality. Read more at: Paul Verlaine
--Word of the Day: daven \DAH-vuhn\, verb: / to pray.
Example:
There, day or night, everyone — the men, the women, even the children — could daven nonstop.
-- Erica Lann-Clark, "The Goats Know the Way," The Healing Heart, 2003
--Quote of the Day: There are choirs singing in your head.
If you listen, you will hear the music.
It is the song of angels.
Pay no attention to the sounds of the world.
They are just noises, and even when
added up all together
they have no value, make no sense.
Strain to hear the song of angels.
Listen to the melody within your soul.
- Neale Donald Walsch
--Language Arts-ITALIAN: biglietto: ticket / noun.
Example sentence: Scusi, dove possiamo comprare i biglietti dell'autobus?
Translation: Excuse me, where can we buy bus tickets?
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--Word of the Day: daven \DAH-vuhn\, verb: / to pray.
Example:
There, day or night, everyone — the men, the women, even the children — could daven nonstop.
-- Erica Lann-Clark, "The Goats Know the Way," The Healing Heart, 2003
--Quote of the Day: There are choirs singing in your head.
If you listen, you will hear the music.
It is the song of angels.
Pay no attention to the sounds of the world.
They are just noises, and even when
added up all together
they have no value, make no sense.
Strain to hear the song of angels.
Listen to the melody within your soul.
- Neale Donald Walsch
--Language Arts-ITALIAN: biglietto: ticket / noun.
Example sentence: Scusi, dove possiamo comprare i biglietti dell'autobus?
Translation: Excuse me, where can we buy bus tickets?
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