sea mother
You are the daughter of the sea, oregano’s first cousin.
Swimmer, your body is pure as the water;
cook, your blood is quick as the soil.
Everything you do is full of flowers, rich with the earth.
Your eyes go out toward the water, and the waves rise;
your hands go out to the earth and the seeds swell;
you know the deep essence of water and the earth,
conjoined in you like a formula for clay.
Naiad: cut your body into turquoise pieces,
they will bloom resurrected in the kitchen.
This is how you become everything that lives.
And so at last, you sleep, in the circle of my arms
that push back the shadows so that you can rest–
vegetables, seaweed, herbs: the foam of your dreams.
XXIV (You are the daughter of the sea) by Pablo Neruda.
two fish
According to one Greek myth, Pisces represents the fish into which Aphrodite and her son Eros transformed in order to escape the monstrous Typhon; they are tied together with a cord on their tails, to make sure they do not lose one another.
…a son?
ring the bells softly
i was one of them.
blue velvet bells and an old willie nelson t-shirt.
(circa 1997)
do you hear the wild birds call?
loving:
- matthews’ sourthern comfort (road to ronderlin, once upon a lifetime , my lady)
- garry owens’ arizona
the white tunic
5. Valse de Chopin (Waltz of Chopin)
As a bleached drop of blood
Stains a sufferer’s lips,
So lurks within this music
The lure of annihilation.
In untamed strains the chords disorder
Despair’s icy dream-
As a bleached drop of blood
Stains a sufferer’s lips.
Fierce, exulting, sweet, and yearning,
Melancholy dismal waltzes,
You cling to my consciousness,
You are borne on my thoughts
Like a bleached drop of blood.
Schoenberg Pierrot Lunaire (glenn gould and patricia rideout)
the rare recording of bjork doing pierrot lunaire
