Andrew Lattimore / consonance gentle ...

 

 

 

 

What prophesies us tear dawn:

Birth of indifferent darkness?! -

Today in our kingdom summer

and white flowers blossomed!

Today Full mellow light

poured over the fields tenderness love ...

Bewitched - how good you

and how your breath winded.

Run by the same thrill out of the corner of heaven,

No action for me, when the whole.

When my blood dancing demon

uneven touch worrying.

You filled With space distress,

the joyous and drunken ocean

where in the joy of continuous woven mechty-

Consonance tender,

a single breath.

Nationwide.

And erased the distance

Fill the space of beauty.

 

@ Edward Delyuzh

 

 

Pino paingitng

 

artist

 

Andrew Lattimore

 

oil painting reproductions