A sudden flash, then
disturbing team of horses a far distance from the window
a boy chalk-drawing on the sidewalk looks up at the sky
a rat rattles the cage and escapes
the woman pauses pouring tea on her cup
the liquid seems frozen in space
a baby wakes
the first rain since Saturday.
Magical addiction to good clear grammar
Loads of small moments come after escaping the cannibals
Not a caravan of giant ants devouring fallen logs
Or a tribe of jellyfish, the stinging wiggly umbrellas,
The sensations of dread are so heavy they cry in their sleep
Gnawing on their limbs and heads
Soon elementary syntax, context, structure of verb and noun
Short and long lines, prose and poetry boil inside the cauldron
Overflow on the floor, out the door, on to the streets
They surrender themselves, surrendering to elements of surprise.
the clouds crying to the sun
But too early for snowflakes
After many days pass they run away
Sliding in snow covered meadow
To a frozen stream
What should they do next?
They may start sharpening the knives
They will need them in carving the ham
On Christmas dinner. They are on their
Own. Holidays can be exhausting.
There will be time for being alone
And relaxation on a beach somewhere
But their relationship goes too fast
Autumn then winter then summer
They hardly remember spring
Or too tired to remember
But they are very fond of life
From simple dinners with discussion
About the disappearance of post-modernism
Or its reemergence. Or simply talking
About dragons and fairy tales. They have
No time to grow old.
Sometimes you start a day
So clearly, your experience
Is embedded in your mind
Vividly even touching the edges
Like standing on top of a cliff
But what do you have to say
One says the first word is the hardest
You have to be near to heal a heart
May not be completely true
You can embrace self-contradiction
Holding two opposing sides,
A paradox of wholeness,a community
Of solitary oneness standing on two feet,
With hidden fertility, humor, and faithfulness.
Unfold the folded, staple the scattered,
And somewhere along the way
Illustrate what you think is right
Like brewing coffee in the morning.
“In Japan there is a kind of reverence for the art of mending. In the context of the tea ceremony there is no such thing as failure or success in the way we are accustomed to using those words. A broken bowl would be valued precisely because of the exquisite nature of how it was repaired, a distinctly Japanese tradition of kintsugi, meaning to “to patch with gold”. Often, we try to repair broken things in such a way as to conceal the repair and make it “good as new.” But the tea masters understood that by repairing the broken bowl with the distinct beauty of radiant gold, they could create an alternative to “good as new” and instead employ a “better than new” aesthetic. They understood that a conspicuous, artful repair actually adds value. Because after mending, the bowl’s unique fault lines were transformed into little rivers of gold that post repair were even more special because the bowl could then resemble nothing but itself. Here lies that radical physical transformation from useless to priceless, from failure to success. All of the fumbling and awkward moments you will go through, all of the failed attempts, all of the near misses, all of the spontaneous curiosity will eventually start to steer you in exactly the right direction.”
-Teresita Fernández, sculptor
quoted by Maria Popova in Brain Pickings
note: Magnus Carlsen of Norway defended his title of World Chess Champion successfully against Fabiano Caruana of the United States on November 28, 2018 in London. The photo is from CNN.
You will hear voices singing
You will hear music from a violin
You will read noble praises,
Harsh words and lines of elegance
Fullness will swell in your heart
You will be filled with rich moments
Poverty will be swept away
You will put your hands together
Accept your state with gratitude.
To have a big circle
One starts with a small one
Then one more then another
You will meet different people
In each different circle
They will not know each other
And they will be your friends
All of them will know you
And you will know them.
They will share your joy
Offer gratitude to the Lord
All these you already know
You shall not be alone
The circles will embrace you
Music will linger in your mind
Like light entering your window
Suffusing your room with clarity
A world with many connecting circles.
Note: Julia Fischer is one of my favorite artists. She is one of the great violinists in the world. She is also a piano virtouso. I like her attitude to life and her insights in music and art. Here is a link to her music and interview:Music
one is lost
is now found.
note: Let’s share happinesshappy