Safo Plate
$208.37
The afternoon is gleaming gold: it glows like embers. The horizon: a purple cactus. And the slender wave that throbs and undulates, with the fragile grace of a boy, lays its ermine cloak on the sand and goes on its way, following its destiny! And the sun, on the white houses it sets ablaze, draws bloodied hands of a murderer! What a beautiful afternoon open over the sea! It keeps tossing bunches of roses from the sky that Apollo amuses himself by stripping of petals... And, upon me, in throbbing gestures, your dark, miraculous hands are the wings of the sun, dying...