Woman I’ve lived with
Woman I live with
Woman I’ll live with
Tuesday, 30 September 2014
Sunday, 28 September 2014
Man forgets - Sri Chinmoy
Man forgets. God forgives.
Man forgets God's Truth. God forgives man's ignorance.
Man forgets God's Truth. God forgives man's ignorance.
Saturday, 27 September 2014
from: The Nymph of the Luo River - Cao Zhi
All at once she straightens herself
Skipping this way and that.
Skipping this way and that.
Friday, 26 September 2014
Of Work and Wealth - Masolino da Todi
A man should hold in very dear esteem
The first possession that his labours gain'd;
For, though great riches be at length attain'd,
From that first mite they were increased to him.
The first possession that his labours gain'd;
For, though great riches be at length attain'd,
From that first mite they were increased to him.
Monday, 22 September 2014
No one can please forever - Zhang Hua
No one can please forever; affection cannot be for one alone;
if it be so, it will one day end in disgust.
if it be so, it will one day end in disgust.
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Blessings - Katharine Tynan
God bless the little orchard brown
Where the sap stirs these quickening days.
Soon in a white and rosy gown
The trees will give great praise.
Where the sap stirs these quickening days.
Soon in a white and rosy gown
The trees will give great praise.
Saturday, 20 September 2014
A Farmhouse on the Wei River - Wang Wei
In the slant of the sun on the country-side,
Cattle and sheep trail home along the lane;
Cattle and sheep trail home along the lane;
Friday, 19 September 2014
How can someone separate you from me - Bihari Lal
How can someone separate you from me: your soul from mine?
Tuesday, 16 September 2014
The Shining Hours (XXI) - Emile Verhaeren
In hours like these, when through our dream of bliss
So far from all things not ourselves we move,
What lustral blood, what baptism is this
That bathes our hearts, straining toward perfect love?
So far from all things not ourselves we move,
What lustral blood, what baptism is this
That bathes our hearts, straining toward perfect love?
Monday, 15 September 2014
Le Cimetière Marin - Paul Valéry
The sail of doves this tranquil roof assumes
palpitates through pines trees and the tombs.
Imperturbable midday, of fire
and sea, the sea beginning each occasion
to bring such riches in from contemplation:
great settlements of calm the gods inspire.
palpitates through pines trees and the tombs.
Imperturbable midday, of fire
and sea, the sea beginning each occasion
to bring such riches in from contemplation:
great settlements of calm the gods inspire.
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