Friday, June 26, 2009

Adversity - Shakespeare


“Sweet are the uses of adversity, which like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in its head.”

—As You Like It by William Shakespeare

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Alvin Ailey's Revelations - Section 1: Pilgrim Of Sorrow

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Last Night As I Was Sleeping - Antonio Machado

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a spring was breaking out in my heart.
I said: Along which secret aqueduct,
Oh water, are you coming to me,
Water of a new life
That I have never drunk?

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I felt
warmth as from a hearth,
and sun because it gave light
and brought tears to my eyes.

Last night as I slept,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that it was God I had
here inside my heart.

(TRANSLATION BY ROBERT BLY)

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Quote from "Letters to a Young Poet" - Rilke




"Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and...try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer."

Saturday, May 16, 2009

The Holy Longing -- Goethe


Tell a wise person, or else keep it silent.
Because the massman will mock it right away.
I praise what is truly alive,
what longs to be burned to death.

In the calm water of the love-nights,
where you were begotten, where you have been begotten,
a strange feeling comes over you
when you are the silent candle burning.

Now you are no longer caught
in the obsession with darkness,
and a desire for higher lovemaking
sweeps you upward.

Distance does not make you falter,
now, arriving in magic, flying,
and finally, insane for the light,
you are the butterfly and you are gone.

And so long as you haven't experienced
this: to die and so to grow,
you are only a troubled guest
on the dark earth.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

When They Revolutionize the Cocktail Parties

By Marilyn Sandberg

"Hello, what are you afraid of?"
"Death."
"Me too."
"When you hear a Mahler symphony?"
"No, when I wake up in the night."
"Me too."
"Nice meeting you."
"Same here."