Monthly Archives: November 2009
FURTHER ADO ABOUT EVERYTHING
“Further Ado is about people who live their lives well, and with passion. It’s spirited and surprising. It’s full of fanfare, ceremony and pomp, empowerment and inspiration. Because, after all, we are all our own opinion columnists.”
I loved responding to the questions Amelia Marshall put to me last weekend, the woman behind Futher Ado – [...]
SPRING FROM THE WINTER SOUL
“Life” [Roger Waters says] “is not a rehearsal. As far as we know, you only get one shot, and you’ve got to make choices based on whatever moral, philosophical, or political position you may adopt… You make choices during your life, and those choices are influenced by political considerations and by money and by the [...]
Posted in Keys to the Universe Tagged alienation, loneliness, music to make writing to, Pink Floyd, SING, the keys to the universe 2 Comments
NOBLE SACRIFICE
It may be hard, but this is all I have committed to do within the realm of writing, ever since I began examining the quality of life itself. Such an intimate history of humanity arrives at my doorstep, crawls into my lap. Painful pleasure, raptures and sorrow. Not sure how much longer I’ll last in [...]
HEAVY REACHING: 1864
(Alas, would you then again)
Alas, would you then again
encircle me, curbing fetters?
Up and away in the air!
Pour out the soul’s longing,
pour it out in impassioned songs,
absorbing ethereal fragrance!
Struggle on in the teeth of the wind,
that it may cool your cheeks;
greet the heavens with joy!
Shall fearful emotions
rise up amid the infinite?
Breathe out the foe from your [...]
IN THE COLD DARK LAND OF THE ANCESTORS
My dears.
I am guilty of paranoia, of skipping class: for if the Gash, which I love so tenderly, is a class I am enrolled in, well I took some time off and became very lonely. I’ve been at the tops of the trees as they twirl in this cold English air; I’ve been on the [...]
Posted in B.L.O.G Big Long Open Gash Tagged Humanity, Jon Ramos, loneliness, nomads, waiting, Zeldin 7 Comments
BREAD AND HONEY AND MILK UPON IT
Dreams come fast and thick when you’re alone, in the dark quiet, pensive and wondering “where’s home?”
There are certain things,
like hot milk and
bread
which taste better to the flame
of stomach, than other things
Dreams that feel better
to have:
of rollercoaster go-karts
and bright golden trumpets
which were once bandaged
with your stories, and the past.
There are certain moments
you can take
as your [...]
TWO HENRY’S WISE
These quotes are in dedication to the questing spirit of my young brother, Henry, who gave me the small leather journal in which I scribe, day and day again. He gives me courage (literally, he hands it to me) to go on.
“Yet now and then, even today, a unique individual does break away, breaks free [...]
Posted in B.L.O.G Big Long Open Gash Tagged Henry Miller, leadership and poetry, who am I? 1 Comment
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