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WPC: Silence

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 18, 2018
Posted in: Flowers, Music, Photography, Poetry, Weekly Photo Challenge. Tagged: DPchallenge, Michael Shepherd, postaday, Rumi's Silence, silence, Simon and Garfunkel, Sounds of Silence, Weekly Photo Challenge.

! Rumi’s Silence
Michael Shepherd

Rumi wrote much about silence.
Does that seem strange?

Poets live with silence:
the silence before the poem;
the silence whence the poem comes; .

the silence in between the words, as you
drink the words, watch them glide through your mind,
feel them slide down your throat
towards your heart;

the silence which you share with the poet
when the poem ends, sitting side by side,
feeling one another being one heart;

the silence after the poem,
when you are a different person
from the person who started reading the poem,
think differently, move differently,
act differently; know Rumi a little better
as a friend; know yourself a little more
as a friend.

Rumi was asked, why do you
talk, talk, talk, so much
about silence?

He said, the radiant one inside me
has said nothing.

And that’s the silence which we listen to
and hear in Rumi’s heart,
here, sitting in the cool shade
which the scent of roses seems to love,
while the fountain gently plays like a poet
with sound and silence.

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Weekly Photo Challenge:  Silence

It Sifts from Leaden Sieves

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 17, 2018
Posted in: Music, Nature, Photography, Poetry. Tagged: Aniron, Emily Dickinson, Enya, It Sifts from Leaden Sieves, Mooky, Snow, Winter.

It Sifts from Leaden Sieves
by Emily Dickinson

It sifts from Leaden Sieves –
It powders all the Wood.
It fills with Alabaster Wool
The Wrinkles of the Road –

It makes an Even Face
Of Mountain, and of Plain –
Unbroken Forehead from the East
Unto the East again –

It reaches to the Fence –
It wraps it Rail by Rail
Till it is lost in Fleeces –
It deals Celestial Vail

To Stump, and Stack – and Stem –
A Summer’s empty Room –
Acres of Joints, where Harvests were,
Recordless, but for them –

It Ruffles Wrists of Posts
As Ankles of a Queen –
Then stills its Artisans – like Ghosts –
Denying they have been –

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The Artist’s Evening Song

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 16, 2018
Posted in: Music, Nature, Photography, Poetry. Tagged: Antonio Vivaldi, Eternity, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, nature, The Artist’s Evening Song, Winter.

The Artist’s Evening Song

Oh, for some inner creative force
Through my mind, echoing!
That through my hands might course
A sap-filled blossoming.

I only shudder, I only stutter,
And yet can’t halt: at last,
I feel I know you, Nature,
And must hold you fast.

When I think how all these years
My powers have been growing,
And where barren heath appeared
Now streams of joy are flowing:

How I yearn for you, Nature, then,
And long for you, with faith and love!
For me you’ll be the leaping fountain,
A thousand springs will hurl above.

And every single power
In my mind you’ll heighten,
And this narrow being-here
To Eternity you’ll widen.
—–

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 

American Prize

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 15, 2018
Posted in: Art, Music, Photography. Tagged: Abraham, American Prize, Dion, Martin and John, Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, portrait painting, Tim Doud.

American Prize
 Tim Doud
For two decades, Tim Doud has been creating his Rodney paintings, bringing his forceful gaze to bear on his equally present model, who is often draped in materials and objects that force the viewer to confront cultural display rather than likeness. As Doud’s spouse, cultural theorist Edward Ingebretsen, has noted of this series, “one remembers that on bodies and fashion hang profiling.. . . We are as we dress, for better or worse.” Doud, who has been teaching at American University since 2003, made this portrait in Washington, D.C. He explains that the referents in American Prize mix high and low culture: “when I look at the painting, I think Kentucky Derby; someone else may think high fashion or maybe Grey Gardens. It’s an all-American painting.”

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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 14, 2018
Posted in: Music, Nature, Photography, Poetry. Tagged: flake, Jesse Winchester, Robert Frost, Snow, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, woods.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

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The Over-Soul

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 13, 2018
Posted in: Art, Music, Nature, Photography, Poetry. Tagged: Allah, American literaure, Classical Soul, Dahlia, Eric Johnson, Flower, god, guitar, love, Over Soul, Ralph Waldo Emerson, soul, wholeness.

"We live in succession, in division, in parts, in particles. Meantime within man is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related, the eternal ONE. And this deep power in which we exist and whose beatitude is all accessible to us, is not only self-sufficing and perfect in every hour, but the act of seeing and the thing seen, the seer and the spectacle, the subject and the object, are one. We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are shining parts, is the soul." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Lion in Love 

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 12, 2018
Posted in: Inspiration, Music, Nature, Photography. Tagged: He Lives in You, love, Taming, The Fables of Aesop, The Lion in Love, The Lion King, West End.

A Lion once fell in love with a beautiful maiden and proposed marriage to her parents. The old people did not know what to say. They did not like to give their daughter to the Lion, yet they did not wish to enrage the King of Beasts.

At last the father said: “We feel highly honoured by your Majesty’s proposal, but you see our daughter is a tender young thing, and we fear that in the vehemence of your affection you might possibly do her some injury. Might I venture to suggest that your Majesty should have your claws removed, and your teeth extracted, then we would gladly consider your proposal again.”

The Lion was so much in love that he had his claws trimmed and his big teeth taken out. But when he came again to the parents of the young girl they simply laughed in his face, and bade him do his worst.

Love can tame the wildest.
…………..

Though the Lion in love let them draw
All his teeth, and pare down every claw,
He’d no bride for his pains,
For they beat out his brains
Ere he set on his maiden a paw.

Our Very Means May Defeat Our Ends

 The Fables of Aesop

WPC: Weathered

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 11, 2018
Posted in: Music, Photography, Weekly Photo Challenge. Tagged: Buildings, Creed, Downtown KC, DPchallenge, gravestone weathering, postaday, Weathered, Weekly Photo Challenge.


“Buildings, too, are children of Earth and Sun.” — Frank Lloyd Wright

Leaded Lettering as an Indicator of Gravestone Weathering


Weekly Photo Challenge: Weathered

To See Beyond Its Walls

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 10, 2018
Posted in: Art, Music, Photography. Tagged: 1813, Firelei Báez, Haiti, Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art, Manman, Manno Charlemagne, painting, Tignon, To See Beyond Its Walls.

To See Beyond Its Walls
Firelei Báez

“To See Beyond Its Walls combines a large-scale painting of a female figure with a reimagined interior of Sans-Souci Palace (1813) in northern Haiti, tracing conflicted histories and current political contexts of Hispaniola (the shared island of the Dominican Republic and Haiti) and America.

The silhouette of a woman washed in vibrant teal and magenta hues appears in three-quarter profile looking directly at the viewer. Her elaborate headdress, or tignon mandated by sumptuary law in Spanish colonial Louisiana to oppress women of African descent, is filled with historical and contemporary symbols. Black panthers, emblems of the American black power movement of the 1960s, and azabache, stones carved into fists and worn in Latin American cultures to protect from evil spirits, are embedded in the painted cloth. The indigo color recalls the deep blue-violet dye originated in India and traced throughout the African slave trade. Symbols in the painted wall surface include the royal seal of the early-nineteenth-century Haitian kingdom, delicate floral patterns, hair picks, and black power fists. Báez packs the painting and wall with symbols of Latin America, the Caribbean, and America that acknowledge the complex lineage of colonial construct, resistance, and protection. They activate a space beyond the walls (of both the gallery and the palace) to imagine renewed historical and social narratives.”

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Differential inevitability ~

Posted by Maverick ~ on January 9, 2018
Posted in: Inspiration, Music, Nature, Photography. Tagged: C. JoyBell C., Differences, fowl, John Mellencamp, Peaceful World, Primates, unity.


“The downfall of the attempts of governments and leaders to unite mankind is found in this — in the wrong message that we should see everyone as the same. This is the root of the failure of harmony. Because the truth is, we should not all see everyone as the same! We are not the same! We are made of different colours and we have different cultures. We are all different! But the key to this door is to look at these differences, respect these differences, learn from and about these differences, and grow in and with these differences. We are all different. We are not the same. But that’s beautiful. And that’s okay. In the quest for unity and peace, we cannot blind ourselves and expect to be all the same. Because in this, we all have an underlying belief that everyone should be the same as us at some point. We are not on a journey to become the same or to be the same. But we are on a journey to see that in all of our differences, that is what makes us beautiful as a human race, and if we are ever to grow, we ought to learn and always learn some more.”  ― C. JoyBell C.

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