Showing posts with label Robert Brault. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Brault. Show all posts

Thursday

"You'll Live, But I'll Not..."

Photo credit: psbjj from morguefile.com
You'll live, but I'll not; perhaps,
The final turn is that.
Oh, how strongly grabs us
The secret plot of fate.

They differently shot us:
Each creature has its lot,
Each has its order, robust, --
A wolf is always shot.

In freedom, wolves are grown,
But deal with them is short:
In grass, in ice, in snow, --
A wolf is always shot.

Don't cry, oh, friend my dear,
If, in the hot or cold,
From tracks of wolves, you'll hear
My desperate recall.


~ Anna Akhmatova
(Translated by Yevgeny Bonver)
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Fate, Chance, God's Will - we all try to account for our lives somehow. What are the chances that two raindrops, flung from the heavens, will merge on a windowpane? Gotta be Fate. ~ Robert Brault

"You'll Live, But I'll Not..."

Photo credit: psbjj from morguefile.com
You'll live, but I'll not; perhaps,
The final turn is that.
Oh, how strongly grabs us
The secret plot of fate.

They differently shot us:
Each creature has its lot,
Each has its order, robust, --
A wolf is always shot.

In freedom, wolves are grown,
But deal with them is short:
In grass, in ice, in snow, --
A wolf is always shot.

Don't cry, oh, friend my dear,
If, in the hot or cold,
From tracks of wolves, you'll hear
My desperate recall.


~ Anna Akhmatova
(Translated by Yevgeny Bonver)
____________________________________

Fate, Chance, God's Will - we all try to account for our lives somehow. What are the chances that two raindrops, flung from the heavens, will merge on a windowpane? Gotta be Fate. ~ Robert Brault

Wednesday

Living With Animals

"silence is so accurate"
—Mark Rothko

Every evening
you sit close,
bodies pressed
against each other.

Every night
your sleeping spines
spiral like
the Milky Way
beside each other.

You leave no spaces.
You leave no room
for misunderstanding.

How easy it is
to live in peace
with animals.

How accurately
love can be conveyed
in silence.

~ Kirsten Dierking, from Northern Oracle
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The difference between friends and pets is that friends we allow into our company, pets we allow into our solitude. ~ Robert Brault

Living With Animals

"silence is so accurate"
—Mark Rothko

Every evening
you sit close,
bodies pressed
against each other.

Every night
your sleeping spines
spiral like
the Milky Way
beside each other.

You leave no spaces.
You leave no room
for misunderstanding.

How easy it is
to live in peace
with animals.

How accurately
love can be conveyed
in silence.

~ Kirsten Dierking, from Northern Oracle
_______________________________________

The difference between friends and pets is that friends we allow into our company, pets we allow into our solitude. ~ Robert Brault

Saturday

Myself

What, younger, felt
was possible, now knows
is not - but still
not chanted enough -

Walked by the sea,
unchanged in memory -
evening, as clouds
on the far-off rim

of water float,
pictures of time,
smoke, faintness -
still the dream.

I want, if older,
still to know
why, human, men
and women are

so torn, so lost,
why hopes cannot
find better world
than this.

Shelley is dead and gone,
who said,
"Taught them not this -
to know themselves;

their might could not repress
the mutiny within,
And for the morn
of truth they feigned,

deep night
Caught them ere evening . . ."

~ Robert Creeley
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Looking back, you realize that a very special person passed briefly through your life, and that person was you. It is not too late to become that person again. ~ Robert Brault

Myself

What, younger, felt
was possible, now knows
is not - but still
not chanted enough -

Walked by the sea,
unchanged in memory -
evening, as clouds
on the far-off rim

of water float,
pictures of time,
smoke, faintness -
still the dream.

I want, if older,
still to know
why, human, men
and women are

so torn, so lost,
why hopes cannot
find better world
than this.

Shelley is dead and gone,
who said,
"Taught them not this -
to know themselves;

their might could not repress
the mutiny within,
And for the morn
of truth they feigned,

deep night
Caught them ere evening . . ."

~ Robert Creeley
___________________________________
Looking back, you realize that a very special person passed briefly through your life, and that person was you. It is not too late to become that person again. ~ Robert Brault