“I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart.”-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (born 27 February 1807)
Still Life with Spring Flowers by Anna Munthe-Norstedt, 1892:
This is what my Saturday looked like:
Horrible weather for traipsing about? No doubt. Wonderful weather for writing? Indeed!
Portrait of Leonid Andreyev by Ilya Repin, 1905:
W.H. Auden–one of the poets who first made me love poetry–was born on 21 February 1907.
“Poetry might be defined as the clear expression of mixed feelings.”-W.H. Auden (New Year Letter)
“Thank God for books as an alternative to conversation.”-W.H. Auden
E is for Eliot, George:
I adore this painting; in fact, it is my favourite by Manet. A beautifully framed copy hangs in my dining room.
Why post it today?
The cold, the cold!
It’s far below zero–the chilliest temperature of the season. Since this painting makes me feel happy, content, and warm, I thought you might enjoy it, too.
Two charming robins stopped by the studio for an early afternoon visit. They lured me from my writing, and the cat from her nap. We were both grateful.
“Little Robin Redbreast/Came to visit me/This is what he whistled/Thank you for my tea.”
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- 25 Painfully Unrequited Love Stories From Literature [Flavorwire]*
- Philip Levine, 1928-2015 [The Paris Review]
*This list is a bit broader than their headline suggests: “For your Valentine’s Day pleasure, here’s a selection of literature’s most painfully unrequited, star-crossed and thwarted romances.”