Jan 242011
 

Portrait of the Pug as a Young Dog

I’ve been pulling my hair out over more ambitious projects, so it is a comfort to be able to turn to my little dog and add to my collection of Pug Paintings.

Here is a poem by Sara Teasdale:

Those Who Love

Those who love the most,

Do not talk of their love,

Francesca, Guinevere,

Deirdre, Iseult, Heloise,

In the fragrant gardens of heaven

Are silent, or speak if at all

Of fragile, inconsequent things.

And a woman I used to know

Who loved one man from her youth,

Against the strength of the fates

Fighting in somber pride,

Never spoke of this thing,

But hearing his name by chance,

A light would pass over her face. 

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