(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)

Saturday, December 25, 2010

The Tale of Genji - pg. 60

"I would not be known for flitting lightheartedly to every flower
but this bluebell this morning I would be sad not to pick.

What do you suggest?" he said, taking her hand; but she replied with practised wit,

"Your haste to be off before morning mists are gone makes it all to plain,
so I should say, that your heart cares little for your flower,"

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Genesis

I
Against the burly air I strode
Crying the miracles of God.

And first I brought the sea to bear
Upon the dead weight of the land;
And the waves flourished at my prayer,
The rivers spawned their sand,

And where the streams were salt and full
The tough pig-headed salmon strove,
Ramming the ebb, in the tide's pull,
to reach the steady hills above.


II
The second day I stood and saw
The osprey plunge with triggered claw,
Feathering blood along the shore,
To lay the living sinew bare.

And the third day I cried: 'Beware
The soft-voiced owl, the ferret's smile,
The hawk's deliberate stoop in air,
Cold eyes, and bodies hooped in steel
Forever bent upon the kill.'


III
And I renounced, on the fourth day,
This fierce and unregenerate clay,
Building as a huge myth for man,
The watery Leviathan,

And made the long-winged albatross
Scour the ashes of the sea
Where Capricorn and Zero cross,
A brooding immortality --
Such as the charmed phoenix has
In the unwithering tree.



IV
The phoenix burns as cold as frost;
And, like a legendary ghost,
The phantom-bird goes wild and lost,
Upon a pointless ocean tossed.

So, the fifth day, I turned again
To flesh and blood and the blood's pain.


V
On the sixth day, as I rode
In haste about the works of God,
With spurs I plucked the horse's blood.

By blood, we live, the hot, and cold,
To ravage and redeem the world:
There is no bloodless myth will hold.

And by Christ's blood are men made free
Though in close shrouds their bodies lie
Under the rough pelt of the sea;

Though Earth has rolled beneath her weight
The bones that cannot bear the light.




Savage Night At The Opera

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