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Egon Schiele, 1890 – 1918<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n THE AFTERNOON slowly passed by There I murmured to you, near the fountain,<\/p>\n in the park that keeps secret yearnings,<\/p>\n “I am like the miner who respectfully longs And the peace of the branches was disrupted, of your timid and fervent head, Xavier Villaurrutia<\/strong>, <\/strong>Mexico, 1903 \u2500 1950<\/p>\n Translation Germain Droogenbroodt – Stanley Barkan<\/em><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Egon Schiele, 1890 – 1918 LIKE A BOAT ON A LAKE . . . \u00a0 THE AFTERNOON slowly passed by like a boat on a lake of still waters, on your chest the violets trembled caressed by a burning breath. There I murmured to you, near the fountain, in the park that keeps secret yearnings, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":5541,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[33],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5540","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5540","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5540"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5540\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5542,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5540\/revisions\/5542"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5541"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5540"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5540"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5540"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nLIKE A BOAT ON A LAKE <\/strong>. . . <\/strong><\/p>\n
\nlike a boat on a lake of still waters,
\non your chest the violets trembled
\ncaressed by a burning breath.<\/p>\n
\nfor the veins of your tender affection . . .\u201d<\/p>\n
\nand when you so softly said, “I adore you!”
\na fluttering of wings was heard over the gold<\/p>\n
\nthat anchored that evening, and the night
\nsuddenly stretched out its unfurled wing.<\/p>\n