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Swifter, Sharper, Simpler

“I am so rich that I must give myself away”

Egon Schiele

According to local philosophy
Everything that I want to call divine
They call obscene.
I want to burn myself up
And shine like a light:
You allege mean things,
Grease and oil on the water:
All disguises go for naught
In the dark eternities of the night.

What I recognize in decay
Breathes forth stronger and stronger;
Perceived existence transposed --
The distant ones, the farthest away,
As far as love,
Lead me to this:
A great recognition of the world.

John Twomey

Note:

Egon Schiele (a great artist of the Austrian school, known for his landscapes, portraits, and for his sensual drawings) was a master of line. Schiele died at the age of 28, shortly after his wife, in the tragic Bird-Flu pandemic of 1918. He was once imprisoned for a short time because of the erotic nature of his drawings.

Posted at February 20, 2006 08:57 PM

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