we met at night to go and see a beach in storm, though we did not know it it was to be in such a storm, that evening just the storm we needed to turn the land around behind us while we rocked into Continue reading “right storm”
Silk scroll painting of a blackbird from the Edo period, Japan, circa 17th century; the artist is not credited here. Image sourced from art.com.
a blackbird
was tying up
the evening sky
the very last
of the light
in twists of
whistling
knots that
slipped
and told a
history
of the ear
a beauty
eyes had
not seen
of the day
nor the
ear heard
in the thickets
of word where
no song
rests.
The music is from Le Merle noire (The Blackbird), for flute and piano (1952) by French composer Olivier Messiaen, performed in this recording by Kenneth Smith on flute & Matthew Schellhorn on piano; taken from the album, ‘Messiaen: Chamber Works’.
hymn of the soul pearl to Robbie Louis Stevenson, inspired by his story ‘The Beach of Falesá’
I shall make for the islands…with a sun’s fall remaining…Image sourced from Literarytraveler.com & attributed to Andrew Moore on Flickr.
i shall make for the islands when my days are only afternoon’s cloud banks low on ocean. only there with a sun’s fall remaining to the hour shall i find calm faced on all points of desire’s compass with a vastness of equal measure to the unknownness of this self,