Rhapsody on a Windy Night 5

Rhapsody on a Windy Night 5, 2017年1月
北軽井沢 作品 No.273
紙に水彩、ボールペン
22.0×27.3cm

Rhapsody on a Windy Night 5, January 2017
Kitakaruizawa No.273
Watercolor and ballpoint pen on paper
22.0×27.3cm

Rhapsody on a Windy Night 5, janvier 2017
Kitakaruizawa N°273
Aquarelle et stylo sur papier
22.0×27.3cm

Rhapsody on a Windy Night 5

Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp muttered in the dark.
The lamp hummed:
‘Regard the moon,
La lune ne garde aucune rancune,
She winks a feeble eye,
She smiles into corners.
She smooths the hair of the grass.
The moon has lost her memory.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and eau de Cologne,
She is alone
With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.’

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965)
From PRUFROCK and Other Observations (1917).

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