An envelope containing strands of Isola Wilde’s hair, found among Oscar Wilde’s possessions when he died – Photograph: Merlin Holland Picture Archive
Oscar Fingal O’Flahertie Wills Wilde was born on October 16, 1854 in Dublin, the second son of William Robert Wills Wilde, a famous otolaryngologist and ophthalmologist, and Jane Francesca Agnes Elgee, a poet and supporter of the Irish nationalist movement. His mother wanted a daughter, and as a toddler, Oscar was raised and clothed as a little girl. The feminine and intellectual way in which she educated him must have contributed to his sensitive and aesthetic temperament, quite opposed to that of his father. CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
In a previous post, I transcribed one of the two poems in English from her second volume, Le Pêcheur de lune: “The pillar-box’s song,” dedicated to her “Tandothy.” Here is the other one, dedicated to the pupils of “Tandothy.” CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
Léon Jean Bazile Perrault – Petite fille au bouquet de fleurs (1896)
Rosa Mundi, and other love-songs is a collection of 28 numbered poems, first published in 1905. It starts with a very long poem, itself called “Rosa Mundi.” Poems numbered 4 to 13 are titled by names of girls. The most charming is the fourth, where a boy secretly offers three flowers to a girl, but in return she has only one secret flower to offer him. CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
Paul Peel – The young gleaner (1888) – Art Renewal Center
Daniel Bevilacqua, dit Christophe, est un chanteur français, né le 13 octobre 1945 à Juvisy-sur-Orge, fils d’un entrepreneur en maçonnerie italien et d’une couturière. Sa carrière débute en 1963, il enregistre alors son premier 45 tours. Il connaît en 1965 un succès colossal avec sa ballade Aline, qu’il a composée et écrite lui-même ; elle se vendra à un million d’exemplaires. CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
La poésie et l’amour appartiennent à la nuit. Pas une nuit froide et calme des corps engourdis, mais une nuit torride et violente, enflammant le désir. À tout âge, nous devons brûler pour vivre. CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
I usually don’t care about Saint Valentine, and for me February 14 is just an ordinary day, like any other one. How boring these conventional stories about two adults, usually a man and a woman, who live in a couple and tell how much they love each other—do they really?
I always prefer unusual love stories. This one happened five years ago. On February 14, 2015, a single father brought his daughter aged six to restaurant and took well care of her. A couple gave him a little note warmly approving him and saying that they would pay the restaurant bill:
Hi there!
Sorry to spy but my husband & I saw you out with your little Date & were so impressed with what a great Dad you are.
From two Adults who grew up without dads, it’s so important to have a male role model at a young age.
Keep up the good work Dad!
Dinner is on us! 🙂
His comment:
As a single dad, I took my six year old daughter out to valentines dinner tonight when this happened. I wont lie, I teared up at the table. So, thank you random strangers. Thank you.
Yes, every little girl needs to be loved and cherished by a devoted and caring mature person.
I got to know the WordPress blog Girl Love Poetry because its owner made a comment on Agapeta in October 2016. It extols the author’s love for little girls, and consists of charming little poems, each one on a separate page. The blog header is a cut from the above image. CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
Roger-Viollet – Minou Drouet (1957) – provient de Paris en Images
Dans ce poème dédié à Lucette Descaves, son professeur de piano qu’elle appelait « mon Amour », Minou Drouet lui retourne avec beaucoup d’humour le reproche que cette dernière lui avait fait d’être influençable. En fait, dit-elle, toute la nature est influençable, comme la mer qui porte le reflet du soleil. CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
Today I present a mysterious poem from Hips & haws. The poet does not dare to go into the moonlight, fearing some unspecified “infinite thing” that could “enwrap” him. The title mentions two virgins, but the text tells only about one, Diana, the virgin goddess of the hunt, the moon, and nature in Roman mythology. There seem to be hidden things or people, Diana “cannot hear them though she stands whitely among them,” and “she has no fear.” CONTINUE READING / CONTINUER LA LECTURE…
