Автор: Ульяна Улина
Тема:Свободная тема
Опубликовано: 2018-03-07 14:37:43
Автор не возражает против аналитического разбора и критики в рецензиях.

The Milkmaid. Vermeer

In the simple rural house
there was mystery of usual...
Someone's mother,
someone's spouse
nothing did to be confusion...

Lady simply pouring milk.
Bread in baskets,
dress of canvas...
But...
The way
she was depicted
made that moment
worldwide famouse...

Milk is flowing
like alive...
as it was in real,
now...
The maestro's burning strive
makes us glance at paint
and drown...

Here we are...
in those times,
almost present
while that action...
nearly knowing her desires,
burdens, thoughts
she never mentioned...

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