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Alfred Leslie Collage with Stripes 1956 oil and collage on paper Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Alfred Leslie Soldier's Medal 1959 oil on canvas Buffalo AKG Art Museum, New York |
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Alfred Leslie Composition 1959 oil on canvas Moderna Museet, Stockholm |
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Kenneth Koch and Alfred Leslie Permanently 1960 screenprint and letterpress (cover of printed book) Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Alfred Leslie Number 8 1960 oil and collage on canvas Buffalo AKG Art Museum, New York |
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Alfred Leslie Teruyko 1960 oil on canvas Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington DC |
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Alfred Leslie Dr. Orta 1960 oil and enamel on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Alfred Leslie N.Y. 10 N.Y. 1961 oil on canvas Moderna Museet, Stockholm |
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Alfred Leslie Hialeah 1961 oil on canvas Buffalo AKG Art Museum, New York |
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Alfred Leslie The Rabbit Says Yes 1961 oil on linen Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Alfred Leslie Alfred Leslie 1966-67 oil on canvas Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Alfred Leslie Portrait of Mr Scull 1967-70 oil on linen Whitney Museum of American Art, New York |
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Alfred Leslie Study for The Killing #1 1967 ink on paper Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Alfred Leslie Study for The Killing #11 1967 ink on paper Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Alfred Leslie Study for The Loading Pier ca. 1972 graphite on paper Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Alfred Leslie In the Tepee at Leverett ca. 1973-74 oil on canvas Hirshhorn Museum, Washington DC |
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Alfred Leslie Jesse Helms 1981 oil on canvas (commissioned by Time magazine) National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC |
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Alfred Leslie Ronald Reagan and Yuri Andropov 1988 oil on canvas (commissioned by Time magazine) National Portrait Gallery, Washington DC |
from The Amores
This strange sea-going craze began
with Jason. Pine from Pelion,
weathered and shaped, was first to brave
the whirlpool and the whistling wave.
I wish the Argo had gone down
and seafaring remained unknown;
for now Corinna, scornful of
her safety and my vigilant love,
intends to tempt the winds and go
cruising upon the treacherous blue
waters where no shade-giving ilex,
temple or marble pavement breaks
with its enlightened artistry
the harsh monotony of the sea.
Walk on the beach, where you may hear
the whorled conch whisper in your ear;
dance in the foam, but never trust
the water higher than your waist.
I'm serious. Listen to those with real
experience of life under sail:
believe their frightening anecdotes
of rocks and gales and splintered boats.
You won't be able to change your mind
when once your ship is far from land
and the most sanguine seamen cease
their banter as the waves increase.
How pale you'd grow if Triton made
the waters crash around your head –
so much more comfortable ashore
reading, or practising the lyre!
Still, if you're quite determined, God
preserve you from a watery bed:
Nereus' nymphs would be disgraced
if my Corinna should be lost.
– Ovid (43 BC-AD 17), translated by Derek Mahon (1985)