Dear Zazie, Been readin’ some of Ernest Hemingway‘s short stories. I return to read his stories every July. He was born in July and he died in July. Probably my favorite author. Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag to his muse. Follow us of twitter, @cowboycoleridge. Who do you cling to? Rhett
Dear Muse,
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from somethin’ deeper
beyond, always want to be
for that pale and lingerin’ hand
come dream-heavy you may
your mouth, your thoughts
i am the vessel
we must never
be afraid
to go too far
only then
can we begin
a need to be
more and more
deeply, with you
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somethin’ deeper
beyond
a lingerin’ hand
a dream heavy hour
do not be afraid
to go too far
there can only be
two trails forward…
either with you
or evermore
deeply alone
a wanderer
can unravel
what is inside
who wakes first
and from which dream
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This came to me while listenin’ to the song of the day:
This To Cling To
This to cling to:
We are together
Now, years later
In a dream-heavy place
We are in Paris
We are happy
We are in love
You are divine
This springs from somethin’ deeper
Beyond a dream-heavy hour
Beyond desire
Beyond my control
This dream
This thought
This memory
This to cling to
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Arrangement in Gray: Portrait of the Painter
(self portrait, c. 1872), Detroit Institute of Arts
Today is the birthday of James Abbott McNeill Whistler (Lowell, Massuchusetts July 11, 1834 – July 17, 1903 London); artist, active during the American Gilded Age and based primarily in the United Kingdom. He was averse to sentimentality and moral allusion in painting, and was a leading proponent of the credo “art for art’s sake”. His famous signature for his paintings was in the shape of a stylized butterfly possessing a long stinger for a tail. Finding a parallel between painting and music, Whistler entitled many of his paintings “arrangements”, “harmonies”, and “nocturnes”, emphasizing the primacy of tonal harmony. His most famous painting is “Arrangement in Grey and Black No. 1” (1871), commonly known as Whistler’s Mother, the revered and oft-parodied portrait of motherhood. Whistler influenced the art world and the broader culture of his time with his artistic theories and his friendships with leading artists and writers.
Whistler’s lover and model for The White Girl, Joanna Hiffernan, also posed for Gustave Courbet. Historians speculate that Courbet’s erotic painting of her as L’Origine du monde led to the breakup of the friendship between Whistler and Courbet. During the 1870s and much of the 1880s, he lived with his model-mistress Maud Franklin. Her ability to endure his long, repetitive sittings helped Whistler develop his portrait skills. He not only made several excellent portraits of her but she was also a helpful stand-in for other sitters.
In 1888, Whistler married Beatrice Godwin, (who was called ‘Beatrix’ or ‘Trixie’ by Whistler). She was the widow of the architect E. W. Godwin, who had designed Whistler’s White House. Beatrix was the daughter of the sculptor John Birnie Philip and his wife Frances Black. Beatrix and her sisters Rosalind Birnie Philip and Ethel Whibley posed for many of Whistler’s paintings and drawings; with Ethel Whibley being the model for Mother of pearl and silver: The Andalusian (1888–1900). The first five years of their marriage were very happy but her later life was a time of misery for the couple, because of her illness and eventual death from cancer. Near the end, she lay comatose much of the time, completely subdued by morphine, given for pain relief. Her death was a strong blow Whistler never quite overcame.
Gallery
Venus Rising from the sea
Today is the birthday of Boris Grigoriev (Rybinsk 11 July 1886 – 7 February 1939 Cagnes-sur-Mer, France); painter and graphic artist.
Gallery
Self portrait
Au cirque
Woman in Top Hat 1919
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Vsevolod Meyerhold, 1916
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An old man from Olonets
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Portrait of Anna Grilikhes, 1917
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Sergei Rachmaninoff
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Peasants in the Field, 1920
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Sunflowers, 1917-1919
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Village, 1918
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Feodor Chaliapin, 1918
Mac Tag
The song of the day is “I Love Paris” written by Cole Porter and sung by Ella Fitzgerald – http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wHITC70Jyh4
Poetry springs from something deeper; it’s beyond intelligence. – Jorge Luis Borges
Men always want to be a woman’s first love – women like to be a man’s last romance. – Oscar Wilde
For that pale breast and lingering hand
Come from a more dream-heavy land,
A more dream-heavy hour than this.
– W.B. Yeats
You may nail your mouth shut, cut out your tongue, keep yourself from existing? Will you stop your thoughts? – Jean-Paul Sartre
I myself am the vessel of tragic experience. – Sylvia Plath
We must never be afraid to go too far, for truth lies beyond. – Marcel Proust
We begin to live when we have conceived life as tragedy. – W. B. Yeats
One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and always a clever thing to say. – Will Durant
I need not to be more with others, but to be more & more deeply, richly alone. – Sylvia Plath
Writers and politicians share an embarrassed moment when they are sure all problems will disappear if you get the language right. – Jim Harrison
Anyone who seeks to destroy the passions instead of controlling them is trying to play the angel. – Voltaire
The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us. – Voltaire
You that have wandered far and wide
Can ravel out what’s in my head.
Do men who least desire get most,
Or get the most who most desire?
– W.B. Yeats
Well, we all dream a lot unless we’re dead. – Reynolds Price
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