Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep?
Or would it still remember, tho’ it spanned
A thousand heavens, while the planets fanned
The vacant ether with their voices deep?
Soul of my [...]
Categories: photography, poem
Tagged: beloved, crown, Death, Dom Agius, Heaven, love, nobility, poem, remember, Royal, Sara Teasdale, shadow, sleep
- Published:
- 08/02/2010 – 12:10 pm
- Author:
- By The Pandorian
You took my empty dreams
And filled them every one
With tenderness and nobleness,
April and the sun.
The old empty dreams
Where my thoughts would throng
Are far too full of happiness
To even hold a song.
Oh, the empty dreams were dim
And the empty dreams were wide,
They were sweet and shadowy houses
Where my thoughts could hide.
But you took my dreams away
And [...]
Categories: photography, poem
Tagged: Dreams, hide, male, man, photography, Samuel Zakuto, Sara Teasdale, Song, thoughts
- Published:
- 22/12/2009 – 9:33 am
- Author:
- By The Pandorian
I am not sorry for my soul
That it must go unsatisfied,
For it can live a thousand times,
Eternity is deep and wide.
I am not sorry for my soul,
But oh, my body that must go
Back to a little drift of dust
Without the joy it longed to know.
Images: © Stefania Bonatelli featuring actress/model Federica Bonani.
Poem: Longing by Sara [...]
Categories: photography, poem
Tagged: body, eternity, Federica Bonani, Joy, LIVE, Longing, Sara Teasdale, sorry, Soul, Stefania Bonatelli, unsatisfied
- Published:
- 07/10/2009 – 12:14 am
- Author:
- By The Pandorian
I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
And walking up the long beach all alone
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
As you and I once heard their monotone.
Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
The cold and sparkling silver of the sea,
We two will pass through death and ages lengthen
Before you hear [...]
Categories: music, photography, poem
Tagged: beach, Beauty, Chopin, Dom Agius, dunes, I Thought of You, Sara Teasdale, sea, Vladimir Ashkenazy, Waltz Op.69 No.2
- Published:
- 07/09/2009 – 11:29 am
- Author:
- By The Pandorian
Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep?
Or would it still remember, tho’ it spanned
A thousand heavens, while the planets fanned
The vacant ether with their voices deep?
Soul of my [...]
Categories: film, music, photography, poem
Tagged: 2001 A Space Odyssey, alone, An der schönen blauen Donau, Arthur C. Clarke, blue, Death, Dom Agius, eternity, Johann Strauss II, love, Sara Teasdale, Stanley Kubrick, The Blue Danube
- Published:
- 06/09/2009 – 7:48 pm
- Author:
- By The Pandorian
