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Foster’s home Carol Wyatt Pinned to Composition Inspiration by Tarsila Krüse

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Gipsies on the Road - Charles Baudelaire, translated by Roy Campbell

The tribe of seers, last night, began its match  With burning eyes, and shouldering its young  To whose ferocious appetites it swung  The wealth of hanging breasts that nought can parch.

The men, their weapons glinting in the rays, Walk by the convoy where their folks are carted, Sweeping the far-off skylines with a gaze Regretful of Chimeras long-departed.

Out of his hole the cricket sees them pass And sings the louder. Greener grows the grass Because Cybele loves them, and has made

The barren rock to gush, the sands to flower, To greet these travellers, before whose power Familiar futures open realms of shade.

— Translated by Roy Campbell