Romaine Brooks Le Trajet 1900
weak with the dawn
I am alone with rickety materials,
the rain falls on me, and it is like me,
it is like me in its raving, alone in the dead world,
repulsed as it falls, and with no persistent form.
blogging with apathy.
Hej!Amanda,
ReplyDeleteI just discovered Romaine Brooks and fell on your blog/page.
very beautiful and sensual with a zest of Neruda.
best wishes, Charrlote