The Lovers’ Chronicle 10 October – wild night – Death of Edith Piaf – art by Maurice Prendergast

Dear Zazie,  Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag dedicated to his muse.  Who has appeared in your life?  Rhett

The Lovers’ Chronicle

Dear Muse,

yes, absolutely
what has been done
what is to come
yes, we remember
renewed feelin’s
light the fire,
our pleasures,
we need this
swept up,
and all that follows,
swept up,
the refrain
throw each other
into beginnin’
yes, absolutely,
i believe
because today,
starts with you

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desert scene
you cannot believe
how good it is to live
in the thickness of this
of course, one carries upon
oneself the imprint of visions
that divert us from our wounds,
and become indispensable to us
on the threshold of renewal
perhaps such inclination
blossoms in our flesh

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perhaps,
livin’ at the edge
is the only way
to understand

but if you do,
make dang sure
you study and observe
everything along the way
so you can write about it

all i have goin’ for me,
really, i did a good job
of pokin’ and proddin’
all of the feelin’s
felt in the aftermath
of one crash and burn
love affair after another

obviously, still fueled,
sortin’ through the debris
and will be for awhile

one of the reasons why
as is, is all there will be

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ridin’ up the canyon,
twilight gathers
night enfolds the pass
sky darkens; stars begin
to show; unsaddle,
make camp,
whiskey by the fire

as is
a consequence

out of joy, sorrow born
memory of past bliss,
anguish of today
ecstasies
that might have been

the night’s wildness,
loneliness, silence,
darkness, and trains
of radiant stars

sleep comes with an ache

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bottle of whiskey, by the fire,
composed to await sleep
night on the High Plains
most satisfyin’

A day in history note for you and a song.

Édith_Piaf_914-6440On this day in 1963, French singer and cultural icon Édith Piaf died at her villa on the French Riviera.  The song, “Non, je ne regrette rien” is featured extensively in one of my favorite movies, Christopher Nolan’s 2010 film Inception.  In the movie, the extraction agents who infiltrate dreams use the song as a signal to warn their companions that they are about to be woken up.  The film stars Marion Cotillard, who portrayed Piaf in the film, La Vie En Rose.  Here are the lyrics of the day:

Non, je ne regrette rien

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu’on m’a fait
Ni le mal; tout ça m’est bien égal !

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
C’est payé, balayé, oublié
Je me fous du passé !

Avec mes souvenirs
J’ai allumé le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
Je n’ai plus besoin d’eux !

Balayées les amours
Et tous leurs trémolos
Balayés pour toujours
Je repars à zéro

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu’on m’a fait
Ni le mal; tout ça m’est bien égal !

Non, rien de rien
Non, je ne regrette rien
Car ma vie, car mes joies
Aujourd’hui, ça commence avec toi

No, I regret nothing

No, absolutely nothing
No, I regret nothing
Neither the good that’s been done to me,
Nor the bad; it is all the same!

No, absolutely nothing,
No, I regret nothing.
It is paid for, swept up, forgotten
I don’t give a damn about the past!

With my memories
I lit up the fire.
My shame, my pleasures,
I no longer need them.

Swept up love affairs,
And all of their faltering,
Swept up forever,
I start again from scratch

No, absolutely nothing
No, I regret nothing.
Neither the good that has been done to me,
Nor the bad; it is all the same

No, absolutely nothing,
No, I regret nothing.
Because my life, because my joy,
Today, starts with you.

The song of the day is Piaf’s version of “Non, je ne regrette rien”.

My life, my joy, started with you.  Without you, there is no joy.

 

Maurice Prendergast
Maurice Brazil Prendergast.jpg

Prendergast in 1913, photo by Gertrude Käsebier

Today is the  birthday of Maurice Brazil Prendergast (St. John’s, Newfoundland and Labrador; October 10, 1858 – February 1, 1924); Post-Impressionist artist who worked in oil, watercolor, and monotype.  He exhibited as a member of The Eight, though the delicacy of his compositions and mosaic-like beauty of his style differed from the artistic intentions and philosophy of the group.

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