Just as music’s bird from paradise
is caged in a piano’s lacquered keys,
our words, memory flowing toward a form
then settling in autumn ice.
Here, walking among foam-thrashed leaves,
the summer’s spent wine making us forlorn
while house lights kindle along shore roads
and a gull’s wing cuts the soft mellon
of a rising moon, I won’t concede
the territories your strong forehead,
your silk-wrapped hips have won
in me by giving them a name, for fear
the casual stab of my pen’s art
will land too heavy, and graze the heart.
-Alex Miller Jr. via Curator Magazine
"Running" by Stepdad: pop perfection.
So then. There was a he, who met a she, and they
got on quite well, and the narrator of the poem
was nowhere to be found, so kindly he or she had slipped
into the shadows, refraining from intruding with personal asides
Now: just the facts. He met she, and they
went to lunch. They had sandwiches and coffee.
They walked in the park and went home.
There. Wasn’t that better than wanton description
of how the sunlight glinted on the silverware on the café table,
and how he looked at her when she turned to admire
a painting on the wall, and how
their steps on the sidewalk steadily slowed,
and how no one could tell what they said
as they walked, but there were crystalline consonants
when he tucked a stray lock behind her ear, and she could scarcely
look at him, the ground was so interesting, but when
she finally looked up, with glistening eyes,
she received him with all tenderness and quiet joy?
Yes, far better to simply say that, after their walk, they each
went home, and she checked the mail, and he made a phone call.
-Tessa Carter via Curator Magazine
Vampire Weekend covers ‘Con Te Partiro,’ first made famous by Andrea Bocelli. I’m digging the mashup of opera with reggae beats.
The track will be on Sweetheart 2014, a Valentine’s Day collection that will also feature Fiona Apple, The Head and the Heart, and Ben Harper, among others.
Source: SoundCloud / fantasylabelgroup
Happy New Year’s Eve!
But that’s what art is for—for both reader and writer to overcome their respective limitations and encounter something true. It seems miraculous, doesn’t it? That somebody can articulate something clearly and beautifully that exists inside you, something shrouded in impenetrable fog. Great art reaches through the fog, towards this secret heart—and it shows it to you, holds it before you. It’s a revelatory, incredibly moving experience when this happens. You feel understood. You feel heard. That’s why we come to art—we feel less alone. We are less alone. You see, through art, that others have felt the way you have—and you feel better.
- Khaled Hosseini, author of The Kite Runner and this year’s And the Mountains Echoed
“Overcoming poverty is not a task of charity, it is an act of justice. Like Slavery and Apartheid, poverty is not natural. It is man-made and it can be overcome and eradicated by the actions of human beings. Sometimes it falls on a generation to be great. You can be that great generation. Let your greatness blossom.” - Nelson Mandela (1918-2013)
Cristiano Ronaldo scored a hat trick today on his way to booking Portugal’s spot in Brazil for the 2014 World Cup. Congrats!