Dear Zazie, Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag to his muse. Follow us on twitter @cowboycoleridge. Has love left you? Have you watched it leave and thought, ah, flee, sweet image? Rhett
The Lovers’ Chronicle
Dear Muse,
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“What do you do
to get by?”
i take pleasure
in great beauty
Regardez-moi bien
dans les yeux
tell me one more time…
certainly a mantra,
stretch as far as you can
in all things, even sadness
hey, if you can feel it,
means you are still alive
what is it, that is never changed
even though everything has changed
tell me again
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more thunderstorms tonight
more reminiscin’…
our first thunderstorm
when the power went out
i sketched you by candlelight
if only…
but of course,
time has no sense
of romance
or humor
time ticked along
expectin’ us to follow
if only we had
rooms of fire
and unbound desire…
not sure about all of that
all i know is that we were us
and that was enough
and now,
in solitude,
the only meanin’
i can find
is in this verse
and in the lines
of sketches,
of you
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Ah, fuyez douce image
Ah, flee sweet image
Grief lies onward
Joy behind
The flame of twilight
Hangs low on the rim
Of the high plains
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Gertrude Käsebier, George Luks, c.1910
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Today is the birthday of George Luks (George Benjamin Luks; Williamsport, Pennsylvania; August 13, 1867–October 29, 1933 New York); realist artist and illustrator. His vigorously painted genre paintings of urban subjects are examples of the Ashcan School of American art.
Gallery
Closing the Café, 1904, oil on hardwood panel, 8 1/2 X 10 5/8 in., Everson Museum of Art
On this day in 1912, French opera composer Jules Massenet died in Paris. My favorite Massenet opera is Manon. This is the sad story of a young girl, Manon Lescaut, from the French countryside who is on her way to a convent but instead turns into a Parisian prostitute, betraying her true love, the Chevalier Des Grieux. In the aria, “Adieu, notre petite table” (“Goodbye, our little table”), after vacillatin’ in her decision she bids farewell to the humble domesticity she has shared. In the aria “Ah, fuyez douce image” (Ah, flee, sweet image), Des Grieux tries to mentally banish the love of his life.
As he well knew, as I have come to know, there is no amount of tryin’ that can banish the pain of love leavin’.
Mac Tag
The songs of the day: Anna Netrebko as Manon “Adieu, notre petite table”
Luciano Pavarotti as Chevalier Des Grieux “Ah, fuyez douce image”
My grief lies onward and my joy behind. – Shakespeare
the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky,
Has awakened in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die.
– W.B. Yeats
Never mind whose got a better or worse body & mind, but stretch yours as far as you can. – Sylvia Plath
What is it that is never changed even though everything is changed? It is love. – Søren Kierkegaard
O amor é, de todas as paixões, a mais forte, pois ataca simultaneamente a cabeça, o coração e os sentidos. (Love is, of all the passions, the strongest, nipping at the head, the heart and senses.) – Voltaire
but one cannot, perhaps, love or believe at all if one does not love or believe a little too much. – W.B. Yeats
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