Saturday, April 28, 2012

Spirit of Eternal Repose

I take coffee and brioche out to a table under the trees in the Rodin Sculpture Garden on campus, for breakfast in the company of caryatids and Orpheus with his lyre and grief, and the lofty Spirit of Eternal Repose off on his high column, who always intrigues me so—poised as he is at the very moment of toppling, all but unbalanced, forever at the brink of losing that precarious repose, the graceful leaning balance on one foot.   

I didn’t feel any too reposeful myself, hearing legions of caterpillars chewing in the oak trees overhead.  Spring has sprung!

image:  Christie B. Cochrell, Rodin’s Spirit of Eternal Repose

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