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Amours de Voyage, Canto IV

Eastward, or Northward, or West? I wander and ask as I wander;
Weary, yet eager and sure, Where shall I come to my love?
Whitherward hasten to seek her? Ye daughters of Italy, tell me,
Graceful and tender and dark, is she consorting with you?
Thou that out-climbest the torrent, that tendest thy goats to the summit,
Call to me, child of the Alp, has she been seen on the heights?
Italy, farewell I bid thee! for whither she leads me, I follow.
Farewell the vineyard! for I, where I but guess her, must go;
Weariness welcome, and labour, wherever it be, if at last it
Bring me in mountain or plain into the sight of my love.

I. Claude to Eustace,--from Florence.

Gone from Florence; indeed! and that is truly provoking;--
Gone to Milan, it seems; then I go also to Milan.
Five days now departed; but they can travel but slowly;--
I quicker far; and I know, as it happens, the home they will go to.--
Why, what else should I do? Stay here and look at the pictures,

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poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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Bindu. [A poem in Hindi]

Ik roop naino se man mein uttra
Mano dooor kshitij par ik madham sa bindu ubhara
Dhire dhire meri aur badha
Bindu bana ik chand
Roop ne karvat li
Hua chand se pyar
Tab hua milan
Ik madhur milan
Ik sukhad milan
Mano do aatmain samaa gai hoon jismain
Tab samay ki dhara baha ley gai
Milan ke is sukh ko
Usi kshitij ki aur
Chand phir ik bindu bana
Sukhad milan ki dard bhari yaad
jaise dooor kshitij par ik madham sa bindu
Chand ik bindu
Bindu ik roop
Bindu ik yaad
Bindu ik dard

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poem by Om Chawla
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Namankaran

Gumnam se is rishtey ka
Koi nam rakha jaye
Ho kar bhi jo hai nahi
Is aahsase khas ko
Koi takht diya jaye.

Nadiyo ke milne ko
Kahte hai sangam
Sapno ke Milan ko Bhi
koi nam diya jaye.
Ho kar bhi jo hai nahi
Is aahsase khas ko
Koi takht diya jaye.

Khuli aakho se dekhe
To kahlaye vastav
Bandh aakho se dekhe
To kahlaye khabb
Khuli aakho se dekhe
Khabbo ka bhi

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poem by Anjali Kakati
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Being the Monna Lisa. Exclusive.

If you think it would be fun to be famous,
sit in for me for a day. And be cured.

Fame...builds you up
then drains you.

‘Celebrity’ – the very word
has built-in obsolescence..

then you have to appear in
cheap TV shows to keep it up..

At least back in Milan
we knew what mattered and what didn’t.

So I sit here all day, have my eyes damaged
by cell-phone flash;

but worst of all - the faces;
gawping gormless.

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Amours de Voyage, Canto V

There is a city, upbuilt on the quays of the turbulent Arno,
Under Fiesole's heights,--thither are we to return?
There is a city that fringes the curve of the inflowing waters,
Under the perilous hill fringes the beautiful bay,--
Parthenope, do they call thee?--the Siren, Neapolis, seated
Under Vesevus's hill,--are we receding to thee?--
Sicily, Greece, will invite, and the Orient;--or are we turn to
England, which may after all be for its children the best?

I. Mary Trevellyn, at Lucerne, to Miss Roper, at Florence.

So you are really free, and living in quiet at Florence;
That is delightful news; you travelled slowly and safely;
Mr. Claude got you out; took rooms at Florence before you;
Wrote from Milan to say so; had left directly for Milan,
Hoping to find us soon;--if he could, he would, you are certain.--
Dear Miss Roper, your letter has made me exceedingly happy.
You are quite sure, you say, he asked you about our intentions;

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poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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Milan

best designers, stylists
supermodels, celebrities
manufacturers, paparazzi
Spring, Autumn fashion fairs

the epicenter of fashion
the superbly crafted clothes
the famous designers stores
Armani, Prada, Valentino, Versace

Piazza della Scala
La Scala opera house
The Milan Jazz Festival
Festa di Sant’Ambrogio

Piazza del Duomo
Museo del Duomo
Vittorio Emanuelle Il Gallery
Belle Epoque shopping arcade

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poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Dawn

(From the train between Bologna and Milan, second class.)

Opposite me two Germans snore and sweat.
Through sullen swirling gloom we jolt and roar.
We have been here for ever: even yet
A dim watch tells two hours, two aeons, more.
The windows are tight-shut and slimy-wet
With a night's fœtor. There are two hours more;
Two hours to dawn and Milan; two hours yet.
Opposite me two Germans sweat and snore. . . .

One of them wakes, and spits, and sleeps again.
The darkness shivers. A wan light through the rain
Strikes on our faces, drawn and white. Somewhere
A new day sprawls; and, inside, the foul air
Is chill, and damp, and fouler than before. . . .
Opposite me two Germans sweat and snore.

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I'm Too Sexy

I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And i'm too sexy for milan too sexy for milan
New york and japan
And i'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way i'm disco dancing
I'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And i'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that
I'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah

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Beautiful Women

La da da da da da
La da da da da da
Ahh
You can put them on the cover of a magazine
The finest woman you'll ever see
It would be my fantasy
To have them all surrounding me
All of them in love, it seems
Their wanting things that they can only get from me
The best thing about it all
Is I can have them if
I only keep dreaming
From the shores of Milan
To the streets of Miami
(Beautiful women)
From the beauty salons
To the beaches in Maui
(Beautiful women)
From the coffee shop
To the restaurants

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song performed by Boyz II Men
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To laugh is to live profoundly.

Milan Kundera in The Book Of Laughter and Forgetting
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