It is the season of drifting scents, honeysuckle morphine in the dark and the ether of phlox and stocks. Outside, the first summer roses fade. He wants to take secateurs, deadhead delicate corpses, but cannot bear to touch petals the colour of bruised skin or inhale the cloying breath of flowers like the ones in […]
Tag: Medicine
Another painting destroyed by the Nazis at Schloss Immendorf
Klimt’s Medicine Death Is a skeleton, A bony frame, In the river of life. … The river of life Is a mass of figures, Male and female, Nude. … Nude Is the woman Afloat in space, Newborn life At her feet. … At their feet, Is Hygeia, Snake coiled Around her arm, Cup of Lethe […]
writing in north norfolk 