| Did you, on the other hand, flip through the lithography album of Mr. Pierre Girieud: Princesses of the Bible and the Fable? What a great illustrator of poems without text. In contemplating these pure and painful faces, these voluptuous faces, these serene bodies, these landscapes of a rhythm so full and so grave, one hears rising in his memory the most beautiful verses and widest of Baudelaire, Vigny and Ronsard. What wise publisher will decide one day to take advantage of the precious culture of M. Girieud and to entrust to him the task of decorating the poems of someone of our contemporary lyricals with perfectly meditated images? I think of the Persephone, among others, of Charles Deresnnes, those noble and profound stanzas which move in the divine art of the most melancholy and most sensual thought. I think of a poem by M. Fernand Mazade, this descent to the dead, of his Athena, where we see leaning the nymph of the grave on the infernal wave where floats a lazy hydra ... illustration could make a Girieud of such worms! |