Gatherr - THE TRAGEDY OF THE POET NAMED "NOBODY"

Pronounced "Gatherer", but, hey, it's web 2.0 and we leave the last
"e" out right? Gatherr collects the best of this and that from here and
there on the web for no other reason than sharing. It's about stuff
that seemed interesting at the time. Enjoy.

ABOUT

My
name is Tony Johansen. I am an artist. I like art and science and
poetry and books and history and technology and lots more besides.
Every day I am excited by the marvelous things I see in this wonderful
world and beyond. I love the Internet for giving me access to so much.
I am like a sponge for wondrous things or things that make me wonder. This site is really just a
scrapbook. Being on the web, however, means being able to share the
treasures I find. That's me, Tony Johansen, artist who likes to share
my excitement of being alive.

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LINKS

Diary Of An Artist
Studio life of an artist trying to survive in a new technological world.
TonyJohansen.com
My main site, all about my work.
PaintMaking.com
All about making artists paints, pigments, historic colors, safety information and so on.
Go Figure

The story of a painting
Voice In My Head

The story of a portrait of Leo Sayer
Hens Night Ideas

Arty Party's to celebrate beautiful times

Po-mz

Wonderful poetry collected and shared by Tony Johansen

THE TRAGEDY OF THE POET NAMED "NOBODY"

Annensky is regarded as one of Russia’s greatest poets whose translations were works of art as well. His interpretations of Baudelaire and Rimbaud brought new ideas to Russian poetry in the early years of the 20th century. Sadly he produced little work because he had to work and was unable to write many poems and he only published near the end of his life. His heart was weak and he petitioned to be released from his work. The day this was granted he died of a heart attack while going home. He never heard the words of praise that would be heaped on his grave a year later when his last book of poetry The Cyprus Chest was published and there was a clamor for more by this genius. Plays and his translations of Euripides followed into print in the next few years and his reputation was cemented.