Hieronymus Bosch – The Last Judgement (detail)
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Location: Academy of Fine Arts, Vienna (Akademie der Bildenden Künste).
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SHIP OF FOOLS
The sway of the liner is unlikely to be frightening,
Just like the bottles in the bar are not.
My wife looks pale from the swaying,
But lemon can only help here,
Along with mineral water! How high was the gangway? The height matters.
How we dragged suitcases and bags,
Everything with a different pattern.
There was a lot of hustle then.
- Captain, are we in danger of going off course? – Oh no! Our crew will protect you from any drama.
- Im not a talented professor,
Although I used to be interested... in what? – Butterflies. Summer fluttering.
- Nina, I cant understand you at all,
What attracted your attention here?
Are we fools? But we are all fools!
We always laugh at prophets,
Its not our business to listen to great people,
So we end up with nothing again.
The liner is catching up with the horizon.
Cherry blossoms, what a deck.
- I saw a pigeon today, my friend.
- Its pointless to fantasize, you know.
Seagulls are like notes to the sky,
Will we read the text of the sky?
All that blue is given to our eyes,
We can barely understand the mystery of the blue.
We picked the cherry blossoms and started to sing,
Dance, frolic, a drumbeats roar.
Creating our own paradise.
It will be hard to part with it.
- Captain! – Go to hell, all of you!
- What is the course? – How would I know!
And in this merry whirl now,
Everything that I understand is spinning around.
The questions of existence are swirling.
Little bells are ringing on hats.
Everyone is dancing, and Im dancing with everyone.
My life is full of breaks and patches.
Should I cry? We live alone!
No land in sight... and there will be none.
We pick cherries, sing songs, and drink.
If a person is a mixture in a vessel,
We are happy to break the vessel,
Submitting to our own whim.
Великолептное сочитание картины и стихотворения. У меня это вызывает восторг и восхищение.
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The image is a detail from Hieronymus Boschs The Last Judgment, a triptych that depicts the biblical event. This particular section is a chaotic and nightmarish scene of hell.
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