Thursday, May 26, 2011

Solecism

"Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
Cloths of Heaven by Yeats

Monday, May 23, 2011

Tsuki

"The short night--
broken, in the shallows,
a crescent moon."
Yosa Buson

Saturday, May 21, 2011

...And the rest will follow

"Most of us would be lying
Holding fast to denying
If we said we're all feeling swell and content
All of us would be slipping
Backpedaling
Gripping so tight to our fragile confidence."



"Activate
With hope and integrity
Honesty
The only true currency
Devastate
The guilt, not the guilty
And I promise a better night's sleep."
from "Something we can't be" by Project 86

Friday, May 20, 2011

La Belle Dame de Merci

"But I can't be talkin' of love, dear,
I can't be talkin' of love,
If there be one thing I can't talk of
That one thing do be love."
Esther Mathews


Saturday, May 14, 2011


"It's all about the beat. God may have taken my sight, but I can hear the beat...
The beat of the world. We're all part of the song, I just hear the music."
Jacob from the movie Ink

Saturday, May 7, 2011

The Old Masters

"They never forget
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree."

'Musée des Beaux Arts' by W.H. Auden

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Lead

"The quiet ones are the ones that change the universe.
The loud ones only take the credit."
from Babylon 5: In the Beginning
"Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone."
from "The Hollow Men" by T.S. Eliot

"And even those who were wild were singing a hymn
that rose up to us on the mountain,
and it was as though they marched in
preparation for some imminent and joyous and sanctified war."

from Peace Like a River by Leif Enger