Monday, March 21, 2005

Gloomy moping the least surprising thing I found in poem 267 by Michelangelo, as translated by John Frederick Nims. For some reason I half expected all Michelangelo's poems to be much like these from Michelangelo Love Sonnets and Madrigals, translations by Michael Sullivan. I wonder if little bits of poem 267 were already running through his head when he painted the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel?

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