The Lover’s Almanac – 23 May – Passin’ By

Dear Z, Today’s Lover’s Almanac from Mac Tag to his muse.  I agree with Mac’s comment at the end.  What about you Zazie?  Rhett

The Lover’s Almanac

Dear Muse,

listen, she said, have you ever seen
no, I told her
well, it happens now and then
and it is wonderful

we made love that night
and I believed her
up until I rode away

© copyright 2017 mac tag/cowboy Coleridge all rights reserved

Stars begin to lighten
the earlier blackness
From the wide flat sweep
blows a cool wind, fragrant
with the breath of sage
Keepin’ close to the edge
of the cottonwoods,
swiftly and silently westward
Sinkin’ down in the gloom,
waitin’, listenin’
The pale starlight affords
indistinct sight, but eyes
keen and used to the dark,
Then, farther out on the sage,
a horsemen passes by,
almost without sound,
specter like
meltin’ into the night

© copyright 2016 Mac tag all rights reserved

Today is the birthday of Giuseppe Parini (Bosisio 23 May 1729 – 15 August 1799 Milan); Italian Enlightenment satirist and poet of the neoclassic period.

La composizione delle Odi

« Va per negletta via
Ognor l’util cercando
La calda fantasïa,
Che sol felice è quando
L’utile unir può al vanto
Di lusinghevol canto. »
 Odi, La salubrità dell’aria)

Today is the birthday of Carl Heinrich Bloch (Copenhagen, May 23, 1834 – February 22, 1890); Danish painter.

 Carl Bloch, Kristus i Gethsemane have, RM 203a, 1865-1879,
et af motiverne fra Christian IV’s bedestol
En kopi af dette motiv var yndet som altertavle i mange danske kirker.


Carl Bloch, Prometheus’ befrielse, 1864, maleriet er bortkommet, (dette er det eneste fotografi af maleriet)


 Carl Bloch, Christian II i fængslet på Sønderborg Slot, 1871, Statens Museum for Kunst

Carl Bloch, Selvportræt, 1888, Galleria degli Uffizi.
  • Carl Bloch, Skuespilleren Kristian Mantzius i sit studereværelse, 1853, Den Hirschsprungske Samling

  • Carl Bloch, Samson hos filistrene, 1863, Statens Museum for Kunst

  • Carl Bloch, Fra et romersk osteria, 1866, Statens Museum for Kunst

  • Den syttenårige Prins Christian (Chr. IV) modtager af den døende Kansler Niels Kaas nøglerne til den hvælving i slottet, hvor rigets krone og scepter opbevares, 1880, Det Nationalhistoriske Museum på Frederiksborg Slot. (drengen i midten er den 17-årige Christian 4.)

  • Carl Bloch, Landskab med hus og have ved havet, aften, Ellekilde, 1880, Den Hirschsprungske Samling

  • Carl Bloch, Portræt af stiftsprovst, dr. theol. P.C. Rothe, 1881

  • Carl Bloch, Portræt af gehejmeetatsråd A.F. Krieger, 1882, Det Nationalhistoriske Museum på Frederiksborg Slot

Amaldus Clarin Nielsen
Amaldus Nielsen by Olaf Isaachsen 1863.png

Portrait by Olaf Isaachsen (1863)
Today is the birthday of Amaldus Clarin Nielsen (Halse; 23 May 1838 – 10 December 1932); Norwegian painter.


 In October 1868 in Christiania he married Johanne Nicoline Augusta Vangensteen, born 1845.  She died in March 1886 from a diphtheria epidemic.  After a period of grief, he married Laura Tandberg (1857–1928) in February 1888 in Risør.  Nielsen died in December 1932, aged 94, from pneumonia.

Self portrait (1924), Hungarian National Gallery, Budapest.

Today is the birthday of József Rippl-Rónai (Kaposvár; 23 May 1861 – 25 November 1927); Hungarian painter. He first introduced modern artistic movements in the Hungarian art.


On this day in 1947, poet Jane Kenyon was born in Ann Arbor, Michigan.  She married fellow poet Donald Hall and they lived on his family’s farm in New Hampshire.  Kenyon said…

“Be a good steward of your gifts. Protect your time. Feed your inner life. Avoid too much noise. Read good books, have good sentences in your ears. Be by yourself as often as you can. Walk. Take the phone off the hook. Work regular hours.”

“A poet’s job is to find a name for everything: to be a fearless finder of the names of things.”

Hall wrote: “[W]e got up early in the morning. I brought Jane coffee in bed. She walked the dog as I started writing, then climbed the stairs to work at her own desk on her own poems. We had lunch. We lay down together. We rose and worked at secondary things. I read aloud to Jane; we played scoreless ping-pong; we read the mail; we worked again. We ate supper, talked, read books sitting across from each other in the living room, and went to sleep. If we were lucky the phone didn’t ring all day. In January Jane dreamed of flowers, planning expansion and refinement of the garden. From late March into October she spent hours digging, applying fifty-year-old Holstein manure from under the barn, planting, transplanting, and weeding.”

That near about describes a perfect existence.  How I wish I had that with you, Muse.

Mac Tag

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