Salvator Rosa Rescue of the Infant Oedipus 1663 etching and drypoint Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Gérard Audran Apollo Belvedere with Measurements 1683 etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Aniello Portio Boat in the Shape of Proteus 1686 engraving Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Simon Gribelin Painting guided by Minerva into the Path of Fame 1695 engraving Royal Academy of Arts, London |
François Andriot Venus de' Medici 1704 engraving and etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
François Andriot The Spinario 1704 engraving and etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Francesco Faraone Aquila Belvedere Torso 1704 engraving and etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Francesco Faraone Aquila The Dying Gaul 1704 engraving and etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Robert van Audenaerde Barberini Faun 1704 engraving and etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Claude Randon Antique Statue of Marsyas 1704 engraving Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Gerard Vandergucht Galen contemplating the Skeleton of a Robber ca. 1730-33 engraving and etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Jacques-François-Joseph Saly Vase supported by Tritons 1746 etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Jacques-François-Joseph Saly Vase with Mask and Owls 1746 etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Jacques-François-Joseph Saly Vase with Winged Mermaids 1746 etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Alexander Cozens Castel Sant'Angelo, Rome (originally the Mausoleum of the Emperor Hadrian) 1784 etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Raphael Lamar West Hercules and the Hydra 1785 etching Royal Academy of Arts, London |
Beginning With an Acute Stab of Nostalgia It Gets Worse and Worse
I called Hart on my longer distance line
And in case you didn't know he is in heavine.
Hart, I implored, I searched your book
(Yes, you have a Collected) and could fine
Nothing about the 36 cast iron bridges in
Central Park, why didn't you write about one
At least. He said he wrote about the narrow Bow Bridge
For peds built in 1878 which is sad and fine
And always photographed through branches in the foregrine
Which was sufficiently sad to make him weep all the tine
He was trying to write the poem so he threw it away.
He tried again and he uncontrollably wept agine.
Did you try a third time,
I asked. No, he said, and here's why:
Life is uncontrollably sad all the time
Unless we divert ourselves with art objects,
Sex, or tequila or beer, and if we tell the truth
About this, for instance when we feel it
While looking at a photograph of the cast ine
Bow Bridge or see in life not photos but the real bridge at a short destine
Away with the actual park and branches around us,
We feel like killing ourselves to stop the pain
Or as you, Arthur, call, the pine,
So I didn't try a third time
To write the poem. Get off this line,
He said. Wait! Don't hang up, he said, I take it back, stay on the phone!
Well, I considered calling on my second longer distance line
Kenneth who in heavine has changed his name to Kenneth Kine
And Barbara who I did call on my second longer distance line
With Hart on hold and affirmed her name change to Barbara Gine
But I didn't ask those younger two about uncontrollable totally dominant sadness
But I didn't ask those younger two about uncontrollable totally dominant sadness
Or whether they had discarded their own poems about the 36 cast ine
Bridges for people to walk on in Central Park
Because they were weeping on the paper and pine
Ing for Hart's Big Deep Salty Lake to ease the pine.
I didn't call Frank because I never knew hine I mean him.
I figured the next step was mine.
So if you can believe it I hung up on Hart Crine.
– Arthur Vogelsang (2010)