Walk to work - October 11, 2011
I was singing a new song into my recorder and forgot that it was still on as I headed in to my night shift at the restaurant.
I like the random flow of the 3 minutes. Sounds I know and love. The clip is on the MUSIC page.
Naulakha - August 21, 2011
"Until thy feet have trod the Road
Advise not wayside folk,
Nor till thy back has borne the Load
Break in upon the Broke.
Chase not with undesired largesse
Of sympathy the heart
Which, knowing her own bitterness,
Presumes to dwell apart.
Employ not that glad hand to raise
The God-forgotten head
To Heaven and all the neighbours' gaze--
Cover thy mouth instead."
-from "The Comforters'
Rudyard Kipling
My good friend has a family like a band of angels. She invited me into a part of their family vacation this week. They'd rented Naulakha, the house in Vermont where Mr. Kipling wrote The Jungle Book.
There was rain, sun, sweet kids reading and running around, hiking, cooking from scratch--you get it.
The poem above is the first thing in the first book I opened in the Kipling library. It feels straight out of Job--disallowing even friends from attempts at comfort that, in the end, are only good for the giver.
My friend's dad is a poet and wrote about the moment when one needs to be left alone..
the high aloft lays hold
of the down below
heave and rush all
part of the show
bigness proposes
a grand caprice
a rearrangement
of west and east
untold littleness
opens and screams
entirely united
for once it seems
dark gathers a color
light pulls it back
a memorable struggle
til both go slack
and surfaces tingle
with glossy balm-
the reemergence
of precious calm
Celestial Politics
by
Earl Simpson
Raising funds - April 11, 2011