Poetry
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“When the music’s over”
When the music’s overWhen the music’s over, yeahTurn out the lightsTurn out the lightsFor the music is your special friendDance on fire as it intendsMusic is your only friendUntil the endUntil the endCancel my subscription to the resurrectionSend my credentials to the house of detentionI got some friends insideThe face in the mirror won’t stopThe…
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The Life You Give: Rainer Maria Rilke *1875
Rainer Maria Rilke, born December 4 1875, in Prague, Bohemia, Austria-Hungary [now in Czech Republic] was the poet who became internationally famous with such works as Duino Elegies and Sonnets to Orpheus. Rilke was the only son of a not-too-happy marriage. His father, Josef, a civil servant, was a man frustrated in his career; his…
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The Life You Give: Stefan Zweig *1881
Stefan Zweig, born November 28, 1881, in Vienna, Austro-Hungarian Empire [now in Austria] was a writer who achieved distinction in several genres — poetry, essays, short stories, and dramas — most notably in his interpretations of imaginary and historical characters. Zweig was raised in Vienna. His first book, a volume of poetry, was published in…
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Reduction, expansion, fragility, and protection
This thing we call life is just a live-performance. It is not one reality, for we go through only one version of it — the individual one. An instruction booklet to life can not be printed, not ahead of birth, not during the performance, not while getting off the stage. The first couple of years…
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Creativity amidst destruction
To employ a spice is to ignore nature’s admonishments. We humans intentionally gather plants with high concentrations of defensive chemicals or warning aromas and add them to our food, typically in small doses. The Chemicals associated with the bitter tastes of dandelions and dill, for example, are poisons. The fragrant aromas of garlic, mint, thyme,…
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The Longfellow Fennel
The Goblet of LifeFilled is Life’s goblet to the brim;And though my eyes with tears are dim,I see its sparkling bubbles swim,And chant a melancholy hymn With solemn voice and slow. No purple flowers,–no garlands green,Conceal the goblet’s shade or sheen,Nor maddening draughts of Hippocrene,Like gleams of sunshine, flash between Thick leaves of mistletoe. This…
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“the usual rilke” by Ernst Jandl
Translation from the German by Joshua Weiner rilke’s separationthe unusual rilkeand the usual rilkeare stuck in their samenessthe unusual rilkeand the usual rilkewould have stayed togetherthe unusual rilkeand the usual rilkewould have to separatethe unusual rilkeand the usual rilkeboth knew it rilke’s breath 1rilkebreathedthe airthe good air 2rilkebreathedwithout pause rilke’s noseentrance and exitof the airit…
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Calling All Lovers of Poetry in the German Language
Join us on August 1 at 1pm EST, to celebrate the poetic magician and deconstructionist of the German language, Ernst Jandl — born on August 1 1925. https://www.clubhouse.com/join/birthday-celebration/001SObMj/xljpAnwj
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What is Individual Life…
…what is existence, if one does not spend some moment every day, actively or innocently subconsciously, trying to digest or express something, somewhere, poetically and philosophical essential?
Sila Blume 