"Without books the world would have witnessed nothing but ignorance." Future great ashik (troubador) of Armenia Sayat Nova is shown as a boy playing on the monestary roof where books have been put out to dry. One can almost smell the dyes on the wet wool in the next tableau vivant. "From the colors and aromas of this world, my childhood made a poet's lyre and offered it to me." This is the spirit in which to offer us biopics of poets. Whereas prosaic historical biopics like Hamsun erase the author and leave only a collaborator.
"How am I to protect my wax-built castles of love from the devouring heat of your fires?... Go then selfless heart and find your place of refuge." In truth the tableaux vivants with which we are presented, sheep-filled sanctuaries, tombs of study, are more akin to icons than to tapestries. "I saw everything clear and strangely blunt and I understood that life had abandonned me."
.. An a crowd of innocent victims we ceom from this world to you of Lord with offerings
"How am I to protect my wax-built castles of love from the devouring heat of your fires?... Go then selfless heart and find your place of refuge." In truth the tableaux vivants with which we are presented, sheep-filled sanctuaries, tombs of study, are more akin to icons than to tapestries. "I saw everything clear and strangely blunt and I understood that life had abandonned me."
.. An a crowd of innocent victims we ceom from this world to you of Lord with offerings
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