Dear Z, Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag to his Muse. Do you live your dreams, or dream your life? Rhett
The Lovers’ Chronicle
Dear Muse,
Guy wrote and sang it best;
“Well he’s one of those who knows
that life is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold you breath
And always trust your cape”
actin’ out desires
no longer confined
to dreams
more than imagined,
a smile, then, you
cara mia, come,
spread your arms
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yes more please
comfort here
now that we are all done
with that damn foolishness
whatever possessed, ah well,
just gonna leave it lie, no point
in gettin’ wound up, but
this could lead to my new
favorite thing to write
about and hell, might
even be profound;
the absurdity appalls
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who could at dawn come
“I miss your songs.”
today, inside the verse
amidst wild flowers
on the plains
or in the moonlight,
everything since,
there on the steps
the one who yesterday
sang to you, who today
would give and give to return
more than imagined,
a smile, then, will you
have we not been
through enough
wave on wave
cara mia, come,
towards the day
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helluva dream…
fine sense of humor…
you get sent
on this amazin’ trip
a trip from which
you will never return
and along the way
you discover the purpose
of the journey
to find the one
you cannot be without
but (here is where
the humor comes in),
you keep choosin’
the wrong damn one
and then (here is where
humor sticks the knife
in and twists),
you meet the most
incredible woman
ever
but she is completely
beyond your reach
and you complete
the journey
without
helluva life
………
“But you’ll be alone.”
i have been alone before
and i will be fine
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Dreams and Desires
So much has been said
So little has been said
So much remains to be said
Or does it
To act out one’s desires
Wish I was backIn the Chili Parlor Bar
Drinkin’ Mad Dog Margaritas
And writin’ a song for him
RIP Guy Clark
Today is the birthday of Jacint Verdaguer i Santaló (Folgueroles May 17, 1845 – June 10, 1902 Vallvidrera, Barcelona); writer, regarded as one of the greatest poets of Catalan literature and a prominent literary figure of the Renaixença, a cultural revival movement of the late Romantic era. The bishop Josep Torras i Bages, one of the main figures of Catalan nationalism, called him the “Prince of Catalan poets”. He was also known as mossèn (Father) Cinto Verdaguer, because of his career as a priest, and informally also simply “mossèn Cinto” (with Cinto being a short form of Jacint).Niuada de calàndries, poetes de ma terra;
jo enyoro vostres càntics d’amor dintre la mar;
avui, que el maig aboca ses flors pel pla i la serra,
ai!, qui pogués a l’hora de l’alba refilar!
A Montserrat tot plora,
tot plora d’ahir ençà,
que allí a l’escolania
s’és mort un escolà.
L’escolania, oh Verge,
n’és vostre colomar:
a aquell que ahir us cantava,
qui avui no el plorarà?
Més si jo et tinc, per què m’enyoro?;
si tu em somrius, doncs, de què ploro?
Lo cor de l’home és una mar,
tot l’univers no l’ompliria;
Griselda mia,
deixa’m plorar!
Ja hi he navegat prou
per les mars de la terra,
de golfos de neguit,
d’onades de tristesa.
Barqueta mia, anem,
anem-se’n, barca meva,
cap a la mar del cel
avui que està serena.
On this day in 1863 – Rosalía de Castro publishes Cantares Gallegos, her first collection of poetry and the first book in the Galician language. This day is commemorated every year as the Día das Letras Galegas (“Galician Literature Day”), an official holiday of the Autonomous Community of Galicia.
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Bosques, casa, sepulturas,
Campanarios e campanas
Con sons vagos de doçuras
Que despertan ¡ai! ternuras
Qu’ en jamais podran ser vanas!
Risas, cantos, armonia,
Brandas músicas, contento,
Festas, dansas, alegria,
Se trocou na triste e fria,
Xorda vós do forte vento.
And so it seems I must always write you letters here that I can never send. – Sylvia Plath
Women are never disarmed by compliments. Men always are. – Oscar Wilde
There is a unique rightness and beauty to life which can be shared with a fellow human being who believes in the same basic principles. Sylvia Plath
Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea, drink the wild air. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Song of the Day is “Dreams” by Taken By Trees.
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