Fantastic place to lunch. This poem is a little long for your blog, but I am going to post it anyway. I love it and it complements your photo today.
The Naked And The Nude by Robert Graves For me, the naked and the nude (By lexicographers construed As synonyms that should express The same deficiency of dress Or shelter) stand as wide apart As love from lies, or truth from art.
Lovers without reproach will gaze On bodies naked and ablaze; The Hippocratic eye will see In nakedness, anatomy; And naked shines the Goddess when She mounts her lion among men.
The nude are bold, the nude are sly To hold each treasonable eye. While draping by a showman's trick Their dishabille in rhetoric, They grin a mock-religious grin Of scorn at those of naked skin.
The naked, therefore, who compete Against the nude may know defeat; Yet when they both together tread The briary pastures of the dead, By Gorgons with long whips pursued, How naked go the sometime nude
Fantastic place to lunch. This poem is a little long for your blog, but I am going to post it anyway. I love it and it complements your photo today.
ReplyDeleteThe Naked And The Nude by Robert Graves
For me, the naked and the nude
(By lexicographers construed
As synonyms that should express
The same deficiency of dress
Or shelter) stand as wide apart
As love from lies, or truth from art.
Lovers without reproach will gaze
On bodies naked and ablaze;
The Hippocratic eye will see
In nakedness, anatomy;
And naked shines the Goddess when
She mounts her lion among men.
The nude are bold, the nude are sly
To hold each treasonable eye.
While draping by a showman's trick
Their dishabille in rhetoric,
They grin a mock-religious grin
Of scorn at those of naked skin.
The naked, therefore, who compete
Against the nude may know defeat;
Yet when they both together tread
The briary pastures of the dead,
By Gorgons with long whips pursued,
How naked go the sometime nude
Not too chatty a companion but very elegant indeed!
ReplyDeleteQuite a sculpture!
ReplyDeleteWhat did she have to eat V? Marble cake for desert.
ReplyDeleteFunny one, thanks!
DeleteDiane in Denver
Kate, the poem is perfect.
ReplyDeleteJoe, you always have the perfect comment!
Thank you all!
I'd recognize you anywhere!
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