14 mai 2010
En vain, le jour succède au jour.
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Mary Anne Potter.
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3 mai 2010
Vanitas vanitatum, omnia vanitas. Sic transit gloria mundi.
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“ Vanity of vanities and everything is vanity. Thus passes the glory of the world.
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21 avril 2010
Antinoüs
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The rain outside was cold in Hadrian's soul. The boy lay dead On the low couch, on whose denuded whole, To Hadrian's eyes, whose sorrow was a dread, The shadowy light of Death's eclipse was shed. The boy lay dead, and the day seemed a night Outside. The...
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18 avril 2010
Les Reflets
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Mon œil halluciné conserve en sa mémoire Les reflets de la lune et des robes de moire, Les reflets de la mer et ceux des cierges blancs Qui brûlent pour les morts près des rideaux tremblants. Oui, pour mon œil épris d’ombre et de rutilance, Ils ont tant...
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18 avril 2010
Le sang colore la flamme, le sang empourpre la fleur, le sang rougit la nue.
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Alistair Coldrey for GQ Russia.
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