All others talked as if
talk were a dance.
...
I
was at home and lonely,
both in good measure. Until
the sudden angel affrighted me—light effacing
my feeble beam,
a forest of torches, feathers of flame, sparks upflying:
but the cows as before
were calm, and nothing was burning,
nothing but I, as that hand of fire
touched my lips and scorched my tongue
and pulled my voice
into the ring of the dance.

—Caedmon, Denise Levertov.

"The World is not something to
look at, it is something to be in."


Looking's a way of being: one becomes,
sometimes, a pair of eyes walking.
Walking wherever looking takes one.

The eyes
dig and burrow into the world.
They touch
fanfare, howl, madrigal, clamor.
World and the past of it,
not only
visible present, solid and shadow
that looks at one looking.

—Looking, Walking, Being, Denise Levertov.

Norman Lindsay, Reflections, 1919.

Norman Lindsay, The Pursuit, 1920.

Norman Lindsay, My Ancestors, 1904.

Title page for Salomé by Oscar Wilde, illustrated by Alastair (Baron Hans Henning von Voigt) (1922).

Alastair (Baron Hans Henning von Voigt), ‘The Closed Gate’, illustration for Manon Lescaut (1928).

Alastair, ‘The End’, illustration for Manon Lescaut (1928).

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