The Swing, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz


The Swing, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

My tongue shall be motionless as I watch.
Like the birds of the air I see you fly,
Flushing within, with guaranteed to hotch.
You are near then far by wink of an eye.

You know what you’re doing, look at that smirk.
With every glide the deeper my heart beat.
Soon the great lion will begin to lurk,
In quick moment your soft sweet flesh to eat.

Enough is enough my love come to me.
Show me those jewels that can make you glow.
Where I am, limited to what I see,
Lie next to me sweet love, come down below.

Pleasure of your body is what I seek,
On the swing my interest you did peak.

This is probably the most famous painting done by Jean-Honore Fragonard.  He did it as a commissioned piece after several others refused to take on the project.  Fragonard painted the work as requested with one exception.  The patron wanted a bishop pushing the swing.  Fragonard refused but agreed to the woman’s husband pushing the the her lover was hiding in the pushes.  The poem is self-explanatory.

The painting was done in 1767, the painting period was referred to Rococo. The Rococo era originated from the French decorative style Racaille meaning ‘decorative shell and rock work’.  France was the fashion center of world during this period and its cultural behavior was loosen up a bit.







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