Jules Breton - The Rest of the Haymakers, Robert Schumann - Davidsbündlertänze, Emily Dickenson - Going to Heaven!

Today's painting by Jules Breton is titled, "The Rest of the Haymakers".  I'm not sure how the title fits but I like the painting.  The diagonal lines of thread and the distaff as well as the red cuff on the left being lower draws the eye diagonally.  Diagonal lines have more energy and motion.  This adds interest in an otherwise placid picture.  I've mentioned it before but I really like the colors Breton uses in his seas.
This lovely girl is beautifully and realistically painted.  I see lots of contrasts in this painting - the lovely girl is right before us but seems not to notice us, she is relaxed but busy, Her clothes are lovely but she is barefoot, she is sitting out by the sea doing a domestic chore and the airy sky behind the solid figure of the girl.  Do you see other contrasts?  


  

Continuing with Robert Schumann - today we have a series of pieces called Davidsbundertanze, or "Dances of the League of David".  You can read more about it Wikipedia - Davidsbündlertänze  and listen to it played on Youtube by Fannie Davies who studied under Robert Schumann's wife Clara  You-tube Davidsbündlertänze and here is part two if you want to listen to more Youtube - Davidsbündlertänze part 2


Our poem today by Emily Dickinson is Going to Heaven!  Many of Emily's poems dealt with death and the life after.  

GOING TO HEAVEN!
by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

OING to heaven!

I don't know when,

Pray do not ask me how,--

Indeed, I'm too astonished

To think of answering you!

Going to heaven!--

How dim it sounds!

And yet it will be done

As sure as flocks go home at night

Unto the shepherd's arm!

 

Perhaps you're going too!

Who knows?

If you should get there first,

Save just a little place for me

Close to the two I lost!

The smallest "robe" will fit me,

And just a bit of "crown";

For you know we do not mind our dress

When we are going home.

 

I'm glad I don't believe it,

For it would stop my breath,

And I'd like to look a little more

At such a curious earth!

I am glad they did believe it

Whom I have never found

Since the mighty autumn afternoon

I left them in the ground.