"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
The Capital City of Warsaw in Polonia sits on the River Vistula, and it’s perhaps unsurprising to see a mermaid on its coat of arms. What catches the attention is that this mermaid is brandishing a blade and carrying a shield, and her story is indeed worth telling. You can read her story, and a focus on two of the possible sources for the emblem, today on the Patreon.
Pablo Picasso depicted the protecting mermaid on a mural in Obrońców Street: it’s the picture in the header.
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