Dear Zazie, Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag. Are you unforgiven too? Rhett
The Lovers’ Chronicle
Dear Muse,
there can only be
one song for today,
actually three
versions I, II, and III
“Metallica baby”
absolutely
i like that i can swing
from “Nessun Dorma”
to “Enter Sandman” with ease
“You seem to be drawn to extremes”
i believe so, not sure how or why
“Speaking of drawn…”
oh yes, come here bébé
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turns out,
there was someone
standin’ there, though
not in the moonlight,
but in the lights
of peachtee street
i called and you answered
the words, stir and stay
and do not fade away
and now we shall
entwined, readin’
the verse that moves
and goes on and on
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Pale Love, Pale Rider
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a word without rhyme
except for near ones
which do not count
came to learn
how not to believe in it
real and imagined
witnessed
none the wiser
for dyin’, for leavin’
for what was done
and what was not done
for not bein’
what was wanted
true to upbringin’,
learn to include amongst
searchin’,
carryin’ all that
into torrid affairs
spectacularly flawed,
endin’ not well every time
packin’ and leavin’
turnin’ the page
sowin’ and reapin’
cultivatin’ and endin’
up alone
for that is the price paid
to live the life chosen
come to know
that which some
had not the capacity,
nor the will,
nor way to know…
it begins with self
but cannot allow that
thus continue to be
are you too
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Another for the Dark Muse. This is a true story. He is. Are you……
Unforgiven
Forgive has seven letters
Two syllables, one meanin’
Comes from an Old English word
Cannot rhyme it, except for
near rhymes which he does not count
Accent second syllable,
if you are gonna say it
And for him, it is quite hard
When taught from an early age,
not to forgive or forget,
It is a hard thing to do
Raised by one of the masters
The queen of unforgiveness
Retribution her mantra
She said vengeance was a dish
best served anyway you can
Watched her exact her revenge
on her friends and family
for slights real and imagined
Witnessed the sharp verbal knife
slipped in and twisted, sometimes
the victim none the wiser
Her list of those she never
forgave was a lengthy one
It started with her mother
for dyin’ the way she did
and included her father
for leavin’ the way he did
Her mother’s brother and wife,
who adopted her, for what
was done and what was not done
Her brother, for what he did
Her husband, for not bein’
what she wanted him to be
The list would even one day
include the son she taught well
And true to his upbringin’,
he would learn to include her
among his unforgiven
He went out into the world
carryin’ all that baggage
and had torrid love affairs
with some spectacularly
flawed and beautiful women
Of course these relationships
ended not well every time,
with him packin’ his journals,
his books, his unforgiveness
and leavin’; turnin’ the page
sowin’ his pain and sorrow,
reapin’ his wrath and revenge,
Cultivatin’ his grudges,
and yes, endin’ up alone
For that is the price he paid
to live the life he chose, to
follow the path and become,
one of the unforgiven
Then one day, he came to know
that which the one he learned from
had not the capacity,
nor the will, nor way to know;
That in order to forgive,
he must first forgive himself
But he will not allow that
So he continues to be,
among the unforgiven
Are you unforgiven too?
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The Songs of the Day are “The Unforgiven I, II and III” by Metallica. We do not own the rights to these songs. All rights reserved by the rightful owner. No copyright infringement intended.
Today is the birthday of Walter John de la Mare (Charlton 25 April 1873 – 22 June 1956 Twickenham); poet, short story writer and novelist. Perhaps best remembered for his works for children, for his poem “The Listeners”, and for subtle psychological horror stories, amongst them “Seaton’s Aunt” and “Out of the Deep”.
The Listeners (1912)
- “Is anybody there?” said the Traveler,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grasses
Of the forest’s ferny floor.
- “Tell them I came, and no one answered,
That I kept my word,” he said.
- Never the least stir made the listeners,
Though every word he spake
Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house
From the one man left awake:
Aye, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,
And the sound of iron on stone,
And how the silence surged softly backward,
When the plunging hoofs were gone.
- Here lies a most beautiful lady,
Light of step and heart was she;
I think she was the most beautiful lady
That ever was in the West Country.- An Epitaph.
- But beauty vanishes; beauty passes;
However rare—rare it be;
And when I crumble, who will remember
This lady of the West Country?- An Epitaph.
- Look thy last on all things lovely,
Every hour—let no night
Seal thy sense in deathly slumber
Till to delight
Thou hast paid thy utmost blessing.- Fare Well, st. 3 (1918).
- ‘Who knocks?’ ‘I, who was beautiful,
Beyond all dreams to restore,
I from the roots of the dark thorn am hither,
And knock on the door.’- The Ghost.
- A face peered. All the grey night
In chaos of vacancy shone;
Nought but vast sorrow was there—
The sweet cheat gone.- The Ghost.
Today is the birthday of Karel Appel (Christiaan Karel Appel; 25 April 1921 – 3 May 2006); painter, sculptor, and poet. He started painting at the age of fourteen and studied at the Rijksakademie in Amsterdam in the 1940s. He was one of the founders of the avant-garde movement CoBrA in 1948. He was also an avid sculptor and has had works featured in MoMA and other museums worldwide.
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Sitting girl
The cover of the score printed by Ricordi
Today is the premier date in 1926 of Turandot, an opera in three acts by Giacomo Puccini, posthumously completed by Franco Alfano in 1926, and set to a libretto in Italian by Giuseppe Adami and Renato Simoni. Its best-known aria is “Nessun dorma”.
Though Puccini first became interested in the subject matter when reading Friedrich Schiller’s 1801 adaptation, he based his work more closely on the earlier play Turandot (1762) by Count Carlo Gozzi. The original story is one of the seven stories in the epic Haft Peykar; a work by twelfth-century Persian poet Nizami (c. 1141–1209). Nizami aligned his seven stories with the seven days of the week, the seven colors, and the seven planets known in his era. This particular narrative is the story of Tuesday, as told to the king of Iran, Bahram V (r. 420–438), by his companion of the red dome, associated with Mars. In the first line of the story, the protagonist is identified as a Russian princess. The name of the opera is based on Turan-Dokht (daughter of Turan), which is a name frequently used in Persian poetry for Central Asian princesses.
The opera’s version of the story is set in China. It involves Prince Calaf, who falls in love with the cold Princess Turandot. In order to obtain permission to marry her, a suitor must solve three riddles. Any single wrong answer will result in the suitor’s execution. Calaf passes the test, but Turandot refuses to marry him. He offers her a way out: if she is able to guess his name before dawn the next day, he will accept death. In the original story by Nizami, the princess sets four conditions: firstly “a good name and good deeds”, and then the three challenges. As with Madama Butterfly, Puccini strove for a semblance of authenticity (at least to Western ears) by integrating music from the region. Up to eight of the musical themes in Turandot appear to be based on traditional Chinese music and anthems, and the melody of a Chinese song “Mò Li Hūa (茉莉花)”, or “Jasmine”, became a motif for the princess.
Puccini left the opera unfinished at the time of his death in 1924; Franco Alfano completed it in 1926. The first performance took place at the Teatro alla Scala in Milan on 25 April 1926, conducted by Arturo Toscanini. The performance included only Puccini’s music without Alfano’s additions. The first performance of the opera as completed by Alfano was performed on the next evening, 26 April, although it is disputed whether the second performance was conducted by Toscanini or by Ettore Panizza.
“Nessun dorma” (let no one sleep), has long been a staple of operatic recitals. Luciano Pavarotti popularized the piece beyond the opera world in the 1990s following his performance of it for the 1990 World Cup, which captivated a global audience. Both Pavarotti and Plácido Domingo released singles of the aria, with Pavarotti’s reaching number 2 in the UK. The Three Tenors performed the aria at three subsequent World Cup Finals, in 1994 in Los Angeles, 1998 in Paris, and 2002 in Yokohama. Many crossover and pop artists have performed and recorded it. In what the National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences called “the greatest last-second substitution act in Grammy history”, Aretha Franklin sang a “soul-infused” version of the aria in place of Pavarotti when throat problems caused him to withdraw from the 1998 40th Annual Grammy Awards show.
The aria has been used in the soundtracks of numerous films often appearing at a central moment in the film—sometimes with the aria’s moment of musical resolution aligned with the film’s narrative climax, giving symbolic meaning to the aria’s rich emotional impact. Films in which the aria plays a significant role in the soundtrack include The Killing Fields, New York Stories, The Sea Inside, The Sum of All Fears, The Mirror Has Two Faces, Bend It Like Beckham, No Reservations, Mission: Impossible – Rogue Nation (with the scene set within a performance of Turandot itself), and The Upside. It was sung by Pavarotti himself as part of his fictional role in the film Yes, Giorgio. When all of Italy was under lockdown due to the COVID-19 pandemic, a video of opera singer Maurizio Marchini performing “Nessun dorma” from his balcony in Florence went viral.
As the final act opens, it is now night. Calaf is alone in the moonlit palace gardens. In the distance, he hears Turandot’s heralds proclaiming her command. His aria begins with an echo of their cry and a reflection on Princess Turandot:
-
Nessun dorma! Nessun dorma!
Tu pure, o Principessa,
nella tua fredda stanza,
guardi le stelle
che tremano d’amore, e di speranza!None shall sleep! None shall sleep!
Not even you, oh Princess,
in your cold bedroom,
watching the stars
that tremble with love, and with hope!Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me;
il nome mio nessun saprà!
No, No! Sulla tua bocca,
lo dirò quando la luce splenderà!But my secret is hidden within me;
no one will know my name!
No, no! On your mouth,
I will say it when the light shines!Ed il mio bacio scioglierà
il silenzio che ti fa mia!And my kiss will dissolve
the silence that makes you mine!
Just before the climactic end of the aria, a chorus of women is heard singing in the distance:
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Il nome suo nessun saprà,
E noi dovrem, ahimè, morir, morir!No one will know his name,
and we will have to, alas, die, die!
Calaf, now certain of victory, sings:
-
Dilegua, o notte!
Tramontate, stelle!
Tramontate, stelle!
All’alba, vincerò!
Vincerò! Vincerò!Vanish, o night!
Fade, you stars!
Fade, you stars!
At dawn, I will win!
I will win! I will win!
And today is the birthday of Cy Twombly (Edwin Parker Twombly Jr.; April 25, 1928 – July 5, 2011); painter, sculptor and photographer. He belonged to the generation of Robert Rauschenberg and Jasper Johns.
His best-known works are typically large-scale, freely-scribbled, calligraphic and graffiti-like works on solid fields of mostly gray, tan, or off-white colors. His later paintings and works on paper shifted toward “romantic symbolism”, and their titles can be interpreted visually through shapes and forms and words. Twombly often quoted poets such as Stéphane Mallarmé, Rainer Maria Rilke and John Keats, as well as classical myths and allegories, in his works. Examples of this are his Apollo and The Artist and a series of eight drawings consisting solely of inscriptions of the word “VIRGIL”.
Twombly’s works are in the permanent collections of modern art museums globally, including the Menil Collection in Houston, the Tate Modern in London, New York’s Museum of Modern Art and Munich’s Museum Brandhorst. He was commissioned for a ceiling at the Musée du Louvre in Paris.
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Sunset
Light and dark
Mac Tag
25/04/2016 at 4:57 pm Permalink
Once again a story /poem to make my heart bleed. Love the styling of this one. The deepness set within