Δευτέρα, 25 Νοεμβρίου 2013

αθίγγανοι.../ He touched me, so I live to know





File:Spiezer Schilling 749.jpg

First arrival of gypsies outside the city of Berne,
described as "getoufte heiden" (baptized heathens). 
Spiezer Schilling Chronik, 1485, detail of p. 749











Paul Bril, Fantastic landscape
oil on copper, 1598



















File:Jan Brueghel (I) - Gathering of Gypsies in the Wood - WGA3560.jpg

Jan Brueghel the Elder, Gathering of gypsies in the wood
 second half of 16th century








Gypsies camping in a landscape; on the l, men preparing the meat; in the centre, the women cooking; on the r, men playning cardd in the foreground, and woman giving birth in the background.  c.1621/31
Etching, with some engraving
Jacques Callot, Gypsies camping in a landscape
etching, with some engraving, c.1621/31









Taraf De Haïdouks - No Man Is A Prophet In His Own Land

























He touched me, so I live to Know


He touched me, so I live to know
That such a day, permitted so,
I groped upon his breast—
It was a boundless place to me
And silenced, as the awful sea
Puts minor streams to rest.


And now, I'm different from before,
As if I breathed superior air—
Or brushed a Royal Gown—
My feet, too, that had wandered so—
My Gypsy face—transfigured now—
To tenderer Renown—


Into this Port, if I might come,
Rebecca, to Jerusalem,
Would not so ravished turn—
Nor Persian, baffled at her shrine
Lift such a Crucifixial sign
To her imperial Sun.