Prehistoric art, painted deer at Altamira cave.

Cave site near the coast of northern Spain, 2 km south of Santillana del Mar, Santander.
 
continue... 31 August 2010 // Art
 

Today you are young

This bitter earth
What fruit it bears
What good is love
That no one shares
And if my life is like the dust
That hides the glow of a rose
What good am I
Heaven only knows

This bitter Earth
Can it be so cold
Today you're young
Too soon your old
But while a voice
Within me cries
I'm sure someone
May answer my call
And this bitter earth
...

 
continue... 27 August 2010 // Music
 
Andrew McAttee Paintings

Andrew McAttee Paintings

Paintings by Andrew McAttee
 
continue... 26 August 2010 // Art
 

I Fall in Love Too Easily

As sang beautifully and leisurely by Chet Baker:

I fall in love too easily
I fall in love too fast
I fall in love too terribly hard
For love to ever last

My heart should be well-schooled
'Cause I've been fooled in the past
But still I fall in love so easily
I fall in love too fast

My heart should be well-schooled
'Cause I've been fooled in the past
...

 
continue... 26 August 2010 // Music
 

A Great Discoverer

To uncover the rhythm of the common things, of everyday matter, slow moving yet inwardly exuberant.
 
continue... 26 August 2010 // Art, Photography
 

Towards the Splendid City, Pablo Neruda’s Nobel Lecture, Part II

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I did not learn from books any recipe for writing a poem, and I, in my turn, will avoid giving any advice on mode or style which might give the new poets even a drop of supposed insight. When I am recounting in this speech something about past events, when reliving on this occasion a never-forgotten occurrence, in this place which is so different from what that ...

 
continue... 22 August 2010 // Literature, Poetry
 

Towards the Splendid City, Pablo Neruda’s Nobel Lecture, Part I

My speech is going to be a long journey, a trip that I have taken through regions that are distant and antipodean, but not for that reason any less similar to the landscape and the solitude in Scandinavia. I refer to the way in which my country stretches down to the extreme South. So remote are we Chileans that our boundaries almost touch the South Pole, recalling the geography of ...

 
continue... 22 August 2010 // Literature, Poetry
 

L’amitié

Beaucoup de mes amis sont venus des nuages
Avec soleil et pluie comme simples bagages.
Ils ont fait la saison des amitiés sincères
La plus belle saison des quatre de la Terre.
Ils ont cette douceur des plus beaux paysages
Et la fidélité des oiseaux de passage.
Dans leurs cœurs est gravée une infinie tendresse
Mais parfois dans leurs yeux se glisse la tristesse.
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continue... 22 August 2010 // Music
 
 
 
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