The Voice set designer
paints with light and fog. Creates
moments of lyric art!!
beauty
Rejoice…
Rejoice at times
when we help, heal another,
Nepal, train wrecks,… Reach out!
Mourn…
Mourn the ways of man!
That we produce not beauty and art,
but only words and war.
Frenzy
Visual frenzy, sudden envy,
trash to treasure in the mind.
At the Elephant’s Trunk.
Trouting
Relaxing day fishing,
shot to hell while driving home,
in rush-hour traffic.
White rabbit days…
Where have I been lately?
Having a run of “white rabbit days”. You remember the white rabbit from Alice In Wonderland, Through The Looking Glass. The white rabbit in the waistcoat and the big pocket watch on the gold chain, The white rabbit who raced past Alice muttering, “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date.” then darted down the rabbit hole… You know the rest of the story.
For me, it’s only been the rushing from one event, activity, appointment, task… to the next. Apply the brakes. Life, work and home, back onto a more normal flow of events. Grab a week to refresh, reflect, read a couple of good books (Thomas Merton, Charles Capps, Langston Hughes), garden, walk, bike… Ahh!
Speaking of the garden, there’s the apricot in bloom.
Mistress…
Siren of the sea,
Bewitching mistress
Ever she calls to me,
Edge…
Slipping in, between,
the edge of earth and sky’s evening
setting sunlight beams.
Stars…
At nautical twilight
thousands of stars, civil twilight
out of sight.
Immortal Beauty
So much unfathomable loss, of youth, beauty, life…
By Johna Till Johnson
Maria Radner, 1981-Eternity
Among the victims of Germanwings Flight 9525 was Maria Radner, a German opera singer. She was a 33-year old contralto who specialized in Wagner. I hadn’t heard of her before—no surprise since I’m new to opera, and have yet to warm to Wagner’s music.
But a commentator on one of the news stories posted the video below. Maria Radner sings “Urlicht” (“Primeval Light”) from Gustav Mahler’s Symphony No. 2, the Resurrection Symphony.
It’s just under five minutes. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything quite so lovely. Looking into her serene blue-gray eyes and insouciant half smile, and listening to that soaring voice, all I can think of is that although a deranged man was able to take away her life, the beauty she brought into this world is immortal.
The lyrics translate as follows:
I am from God and want to return…
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