By Mahadevi
Translated by A.K. Ramanujan
People,
male and female,
blush when a cloth covering their shame
comes loose
When the lord of lives
lives drowned without a face
in the world, how can you be modest?
When all the world is the eye of the lord,
onlooking everywhere, what can you
cover and conceal?
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My Tuesday was mostly boring -- writing and laundry -- though I took a walk in the crocus-covered park and made jewelry out of beads I got from someone's destashing. Our evening involved this week's The Flash and Black Lightning plus catching up on email and Facebook comments.
I am running late on everything today, so here is art from the Baltimore Museum of Art's modern and contemporary wing, including Warhol's The Last Supper, Magritte's Delusions of Grandeur, Whitten's 9/11, Picabia's Reverence, and Franz West's nutty Violetta and Swimmer:
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