January 26, 2007 § Leave a comment
January 25, 2007 § 2 Comments
By: Ruth Porritt
This simple cathedral of praise
How you made, from the bottom up,
Is for you to remember
Of Andromeda. What remains
Until you meet the ancient light
With your sight you can keep ascending
Its final transformation into space.
The horizon’s urge to sculpt the sky
Puts into relief
Your family’s mountain land
Upon the rising air. In the distance
A windward falcon is open high and steady
Far above the tallest tree
Just beyond your height.
You see a young pine lifting its green spire
By raising your eyes
Out onto the roof deck.
You pass through sliding glass doors
And up to where the stairway ends.
To the top of the penultimate stanza
Past the second story,
But now you’re going the other way,
Line by line, to the bottom of the page.
A force that usually pulls you down,
Of moving against the gravity of habit,
While trying not to notice the effort
And feel what it’s like to climb stairs
January 23, 2007 § 2 Comments
“You ask whether your verses are good. You ask me. You have asked others before. You send them to magazines. You compare them with other poems, and you are disturbed when certain editors reject your efforts. Now (since you have allowed me to advise you) I beg you to give up all that. You are looking outward, and that above all you should not do now. Nobody can counsel and help you, nobody. There is only one single way. Go into yourself. Search for the reason that bids you to write; find out whether it is spreading out its roots in the deepest places of your heart, acknowledge to yourself whether you would have to die if it were denied you to write. This above all—ask yourself in the stillest hour of the night: must I write? Delve into yourself for a deep answer. And if this should be affirmative, if you may meet this earnest question with a strong and simple “I must,” then build your life according to this necessity; your life even into its most indifferent and slightest hour must be a sign of this urge and a testimony to it. Then draw near to Nature. Then try, like some first human being, to say what you see and experience and love and lose…
“…Save yourself from general themes and seek those which your everyday life offers you; describe your sorrows and desires, passing thoughts and the belief in some sort of beauty—describe all these with loving, quiet, humble sincerity, and use, to express yourself, the things in your environment, the images from your dreams, and the objects of your memory. If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for to the creator there is no poverty and no poor indifferent place. And even if you were in some prison the walls of which let none of the sounds of the world come to your senses—would you not then still have your childhood, that precious, kingly possession, that treasure-house of memories? Turn your attention thither. Try to raise the submerged sensations of that ample past; your personality will grow more firm, your solitude will widen and will become a dusky dwelling past which the noise of others goes by far away…” Letters to a Young Poet
::Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
Aside: I came across these magnificent passages in Yasmine’s archives, and for that I want to thank her. Thanks Yasmine! There is straight-up sense in these words, do read, absorb, apply.
January 20, 2007 § Leave a comment
flowers move me
people fascinate her
landscapes capture my attention
cats lounging lazily in the sun engross her
January 20, 2007 § 2 Comments
Re-heard some musicians from my high school days on BlogMusik recently, and these two songs I knew all the words to. I was definately surprised, since its been (what feels like) ages since I sampled them.
Tim McGraw’s “One More Trip Around the Sun”
India.Arie’s “I Am Not My Hair”.
January 18, 2007 § Leave a comment
‘Karma is a boomerang’ says Self-Taught Girl. What a neat way of saying don’t steal my words.
January 18, 2007 § Leave a comment
Don’t be too quick to dismiss what’s just happened in your life. After all, you can’t fully appreciate where you are until you’ve realized just where you’ve come from. Then you can see where you’re going next.
-Daily Horoscope for a Gemini
Out of the three kajillion of these daily horoscopes I have recieved over the years this is the first one that contained both wisdom and clarity. I knew some useful piece of information, beside my best date nights, would pop up someday!