Sometimes Poetry and Art , integrate together perfectly.

My paths crossed with Lesley Pover(www.bronze-icons.com & Lesleypover.com), a unique genius of an artist. I am honored to be able to show a few pieces of her work and write poems on them. 

The Diana piece is magnificent. When I saw this piece, I was absorbed in its image for a long time. Never have I seen and touched such beauty that I just had to write a little something!. If I had the cash I would purchase it straight away but enjoy the pictures.

  Diana - The Spiritual Art Sculpture
 Every fragment of your Sculpture

O! Why? O! Why?

O! I don't know why

I write these words for thee

In those eyes, I see a part of me

An assembled reality of immortality

An unadulterated moment of purity

That intense symbolic sign of spirituality

Yet in reality, your life lay in the hands of destiny

 Every inch of you bears character

A friend, lover, mother and daughter

Your sculpture occupies more than matter

Beautiful are your smiling eyes

Beautiful are your lips

Both deserve a kiss of everlasting peace

 I speak for all as the years pass by

Our love for you only increases

Sorrows for you appear not to decrease

By chance one day we shall all try!

And grant your soul rest in one peace

 Poem by Sylvia Chidi(Copyright) - 29/12/2007

 Pictures by Shyandokht Nadianmehr(Copyright 2007) & Sculpture by Lesley Pover

Checkout (Lesley Povers) website for more of her work!  I would describe her as a genius of an artist.

http://www.bronze-icons.com 

Pegasus - The Horse God

I speak, I speak

Of stories of the ancient Greek

Spilled on earth was Medusa's blood

Born was Pegasus the horse God

A commandeer of a winged horse

This young boy named Pegasus

Embraced the almighty air

Without any fear or care

Checkout (Lesley Povers) website for more of her work!  I would describe her as a genius of an artist.

http://www.bronze-icons.com 

LESLEY POSING WITH ONE OF HER CREATIVE WORKS OF ART

I SUPPOSE YOU KNOW WHO THAT IS? 

So who is he? Lord Admiral Nelson of course!

 (Pictures by Shyandokht Nadianmehr(Copyright 2007) & Sculpture by Lesley Pover)

C.P. Cavafy

(1863-1933)

Ithaka

Translated by
Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard

As you set out for Ithaka
hope your road is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonians, Cyclops,
angry Poseidon-don't be afraid of them:
you'll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and your body.
Laistrygonians, Cyclops,
wild Poseidon-you won't encounter them
unless you bring them along inside your soul,
unless your soul sets them up in front of you.

Hope your road is a long one.
May there be many summer mornings when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you enter harbors you're seeing for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfume of every kind-
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to learn and go on learning from their scholars.


Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you're destined for.
But don't hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you're old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you've gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.
Ithaka gave you the marvelous journey.
Without her you wouldn't have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.