Heredity
Pierre Auguste Renoir (1841-1919), Two Sisters on the Terrace, 1881 I am the family face;
Flesh perishes, I live on,
Projecting trait and trace
Through time to times anon,
And leaping from place to place
Over oblivion.
The years-heired feature that can
In curve and voice and eye
Despise the human span
Of durance -- that is I;
The eternal thing in man,
That heeds no call to die
Poem by Thomas Hardy








1 comment:
How did Renoir get to know you and Ana?
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