The Love Letter, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Our moments together yesterday, will
Be burned in my heart, an eternity.
Scent of thy beauty, I remember still,
And Flesh to flesh, such sensuality.
To pass my fingers, through thy golden hair,
While studying emeralds, of thy eye,
Removed the slightest, of any despair.
My heart floats, among the clouds, in the sky.
Lying next to thee, music we did make
As my fingers passed, over thy cittern
Notes of feeling, that thee sung, made me shake
Has been but hours, yet I wait, your return
Upon receipt, my love, time do not waste,
Be welcomed by thy, with arms at my waist
This painting was done by Johannes Vermeer in 1666. A genius in creating a scene. Here he gives us a sense that we are hiding in a closet listening to a very private conversation between a lady and her housekeeper. Vermeer has created a sense of depth of field with the block pattern on the floor. As you at the painting look don’t you get the feeling that you need to strain to hear their words? The letter is important. How can be tell? by the signs that housework has ceased. Notice the idle broom. We can also tell that the letter is about love and not because that is the title Vermeer chose to give it. The slippers are a sign of sex. A leftover from the night before, not yet put in their proper place. The big clue is the musical instrument in the lady’s lap. The cittern is a specific lute, which is a symbol of carnal love. The lute or luit was a vulgar term used to refer to a woman’s vagina. So here we have it. A poem that is both a thank you not and a self requesting invitation. As a point of interest blue pigment during Vermeer’s time was ground Lapis Lazuli is a deep blue metamorphic rock and very costly.