Nov 1, 2014

Poetry Solace: day of the dead

Today is the Day of the Dead, so I think it is appropriate for me to share a poem about this celebration. This is a poem from Joy Harjo's In Mad Love and War poem collection.

Day of the Dead
This is a witching season, the pivotal mouth as the world of the dead, staggered with the living, opens. Children dressed as spirits and monsters suck candy, parade the streets.
Wind is electric, sharp as truth. Spirits play crack-the-whip in the abyss. I have needed to talk but you are insanely absent and I have become insanely mute. When I hold the compass you gave me, the needle points in a direction that is neither yes nor no. The star map has become symbols I can't describe because it delineates a system entering a distant compassionate universe. I have built a fire in the cave of my body, and hope the devil wind gives it a chance. There is an underground river with blind fish nearby. What do they choose in this season where there must be spirit fish with wings? I cannot sing song of either staying or leaving unless I know what shape it takes when it leaves my mouth. And which direction, because I forgot to tell you that love changes molecular structure. I am transformed but without a map. The Day of the Dead marks skeletal transition and flowers bloom in the snow. I have checked the weather, and will tend the fire until I am forced to join the parade. Then I will be a madman. I will drink whiskey and slow-dance with slim boys, rock with glitter angels, before going home alone. Tomorrow I will feed the dead. Then I must find you.


Have a great weekend! Have fun and stay safe!

Oct 26, 2014

Sunday Serenade: chandelier

This week I'm sharing a song by Sia. Actually the main reason for sharing this song is its music (lyric) video which is pretty impressive visually..  Hope you'll like it! Enjoy your Sunday!



Have a good week ahead! Be healthy and stay safe!

Oct 19, 2014

Sunday Serenade: maps

Time for a new Maroon 5 song! :) I like their songs in general because they are catchy and fun in a way.. Hope you like this one!





Have a productive week ahead cos I know I will!

Oct 18, 2014

Poetry Solace: midnight and kyrie

This week I'm sharing 2 poems from Tomas Tranströmer, a Swedish poet and a winner of the 2011 Nobel Prize in Literature. These two poems are English translations from their original Swedish by renowned poets which I believe had tried their best to preserve and conserve the poems' nuances.

Midnight Turning Point
(translated by May Swenson)
Unmoving, the ant in the forest looks into
nothing. And nothing is heard but the ticking
of dark greenery, nightlong the murmur deep
                                  in summer's chasm.

The spruce tree at point, like a clock's jagged
hand. The ant aglow in the mountain's shadow.
A bird screams! At last. Slowly the cloud cart
                                 begins to roll.





Kyrie
(translated by Robin Fulton)
Sometimes my life opened its eyes in the dark.
A feeling as if crowds drew through the streets
in blindness and anxiety on the way towards a miracle,
while I invisibly remain standing.

As the child falls asleep in terror
listening to the heart's heavy tread.
Slowly, slowly until morning puts its rays in the locks
and the doors of darkness open.


Have a fun weekend! Be safe!

Oct 12, 2014

Sunday Serenade: notes to the coroner

This week I''m sharing a song by American country singer, Chely Wright. I've been hooked on country songs lately, and her album, Lifted Off the Ground, has been in my playlist for a couple of weeks now. I like the tongue-in-cheek nature of the song's lyrics. Enjoy!

Notes to the Coroner
I hope I haven't been lying here long
I'd say, "I told you so," but I'm long gone
Who called you? Who found me?
Who had to spread the news?
I hope it wasn't my sister

I wrote it down for you in case I didn't survive
In a black notebook right there by my side
Be sure to read it, it'll tell you everything
Go ahead and start from December

[chorus]

These are my notes to the coroner
Clues with no compromise
Notes to the coroner
Details of my demise

[end of chorus]

You'll wanna take my blood to smear on a slide
But if you just read on you'll know how I died
Terminal sadness, chronic regret
A big ball of pain in pajamas

[chorus]

Palpitations of a broken heart
Triggered my shortness of breath
I lost too much love and then I fell apart
Official cause of my death

Notes to the coroner
Clues with no compromise
Notes to the coroner
Details of my demise

[chorus






Have a productive week ahead! Stay safe and healthy!