On Picasso: maniacal, hedonistic, violently creative and egotistic artist par excellence
On Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz: encyclopedic mind, rhythmic and lyrical master of the mind’s inner turmoil*
On Apollinaire: ebullient clown, self-chastising and yet unholy, unreciprocated soul
*Cf. Redondilla 92
Who carries the greater guilt
in a passion gone astray:
the woman, beseeched, who falls,
or the man who begged her to yield?
Or which one merits more blame
although both deserve censure:
the woman who sins for pay,
or the man who pays to sin?