And I dance

And I dance©L.Monserrat, Melun, Paris, 2018. I have stretched ropes from bell-tower to bell-tower; garlands from window to window; chains of gold from star to star, and I dance. Rimbaud, Sentences

The lily

The lily©L.Monserrat, France, Paris, 2018. The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threat’ning horn: While the Lily white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright. William Blake

The wild swan

The Wild Swans at Coole The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky; Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine-and-fifty swans. The nineteenth autumn has come upon me Since I first made my count; I saw, before I had…

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Sorrow of the Moon

  Sorrow of the moon©Laurent Monserrat, Paris, 2018. Sadness of the Moon Tonight the moon dreams with more indolence, Like a lovely woman on a bed of cushions Who fondles with a light and listless hand The contour of her breasts before falling asleep; On the satiny back of the billowing clouds, Languishing, she lets…

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Naked back

Naked back, ©L.Monserrat, Paris, 2017.

In the shadow of Dante

  ONE and the selfsame tongue first wounded me, So that it tinged the one cheek and the other, And then held out to me the medicine; Thus do I hear that once Achilles’ spear, His and his father’s, used to be the cause First of a sad and then a gracious boon. We turned…

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Come, gentle cat, pass through the bars

The Cat My beautiful cat, come onto my heart full of love; Hold back the claws of your paw, And let me plunge into your adorable eyes Mixed with metal and agate. When my fingers lazily fondle Your head and your elastic back, And my hand gets drunk with the pleasure Of feeling your electric…

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