Valentine’s Day 2016

Happy Valentine’s Day!

This Day in American History

14 February 1929 – Seven people, six of whom were gangster rivals of Al Capone’s organization, are murdered in what came to be called the Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre.

Below – The garage in Chicago’s Lincoln Park neighborhood where the massacre took place; the aftermath of the massacre.

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Art For Valentine’s Day – Part I of VII: Raphael

Below – “Venus and Cupid” (1517-1518).

A Poem for Valentine’s Day

“Lines Depicting Simple Happiness”
By Peter Gizzi

The shine on her buckle took precedence in sun
Her shine, I should say, could take me anywhere
It feels right to be up this close in tight wind
It feels right to notice all the shiny things about you
About you there is nothing I wouldn’t want to know
With you nothing is simple yet nothing is simpler
About you many good things come into relation
I think of proofs and grammar, vowel sounds, like
A is for knee socks, E for panties
I is for buttondown, O the blouse you wear
U is for hair clip, and Y your tight skirt
The music picks up again, I am the man I hope to be
The bright air hangs freely near your newly cut hair
It is so easy now to see gravity at work in your face
Easy to understand time, that dark process
To accept it as a beautiful process, your face

Below – John William Waterhouse: “La Belle Dame Sans Merci.”

Art For Valentine’s Day – Part II of VII: Antonio Canova

Below – “Psyche Renewed by Cupid’s Kiss” (1757).

Valentine’s Day Sentiments – Part I of IV

American Cupid – Part I of II

Art For Valentine’s Day – Part III of VII: Francois Pasacal-Simon Gerard

Below – “Psyche Receiving the First Kiss From Cupid” (1798).

Valentine’s Day Sentiments – Part II of IV

American Cupid – Part II of II

Art For Valentine’s Day – Part IV of VII: Antoine-Denis Chaudet

Below – “Cupid” (1802-1807).

Valentine’s Day Sentiments – Part III of IV

A Second Poem for Valentine’s Day

“The Quiet World”
By Jeffrey McDaniel

In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say ‘I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.’

When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper ‘I love you’
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.

Valentine’s Day Sentiments – Part IV of IV

A Song for Valentine’s Day – Part I of II: The Ronettes

Valentine’s Day Poesy: Ernest Hemingway

“If my Valentine you won’t be,
I’ll hang myself on your Christmas tree.”

A Song for Valentine’s Day – Part II of II: Neil Young

Art For Valentine’s Day – Part V of VII: Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Below – “Love’s Greeting” (1861).

A Movie Recommendation for Valentine’s Day: Good

A Movie Recommendation for Valentine’s Day: Better

A Movie for Recommendation for Valentine’s Day: Best

Art For Valentine’s Day – Part VI of VII: Lauritz Prior

Below – “Cupid and Psyche” (1865).

A Third Poem for Valentine’s Day

By Tony Hoagland

She goes out to hang the windchime
in her nightie and her work boots.
It’s six-thirty in the morning
and she’s standing on the plastic ice chest
tiptoe to reach the crossbeam of the porch,

windchime in her left hand,
hammer in her right, the nail
gripped tight between her teeth
but nothing happens next because
she’s trying to figure out
how to switch #1 with #3.

She must have been standing in the kitchen,
coffee in her hand, asleep,
when she heard it—the wind blowing
through the sound the windchime
wasn’t making
because it wasn’t there.

No one, including me, especially anymore believes
till death do us part,
but I can see what I would miss in leaving—
the way her ankles go into the work boots
as she stands upon the ice chest;
the problem scrunched into her forehead;
the little kissable mouth
with the nail in it.

Art For Valentine’s Day – Part VII of VII: John William Waterhouse

Below – “Psyche Entering Cupid’s Garden” (1903).

Again – Happy Valentine’s Day.

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