Dreams

Amedeo Modigliani

Woman with a Black Cravat

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.

~ Langston Hughes ~

Touch

Amedeo Modigliani
Nude on a Red Cushion

Touch

My hands

open the curtains of your being

clothe you in a further nudity

uncover the bodies of your body

My hands

invent another body for your body

~ Octavio Paz ~

Twilight

Amedeo Modigliani

Landscape

Twilight

Dreamily over the roofs
The cold spring rain is falling;
Out in the lonely tree
A bird is calling, calling.

Slowly over the earth
The wings of night are falling;
My heart like the bird in the tree
Is calling, calling, calling.

~ Sara Teasdale ~