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Showing posts with label art poetry passion. Show all posts

8/27/09

August Interlude

I must go down to the seas again,
to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship
and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song
and the white sail's shaking,

And a gray mist on the sea's face,
and a grey dawn breaking.


I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day
with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume,
and the sea-gulls crying.


I must go down to the seas again,
to the vagrant gypsy life,



To the gull's way and the whale's way,
where the wind's like a whetted knife;


And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.


Poem:
Sea Fever
John Masefield
Written in 1900
Photos:
PatStudio
August 2009
Kittery, Maine




5/28/09

Tango, a sad thought you can dance

Tango is art, poetry, and passion.

It is a rags to riches story that began in the the 1880's when poor migrants danced in the Argentine brothels.

Strangers in a strange land from Italy, Russia, France and Germany, they worked from dawn to dusk.

But in dancing they found brief moments of happiness, compassion, and escape.

The tango is sexy and elegant.

Tango is not just a dance; it is an obsession;

Tango is not just in the feet; it is in the heart.



Yes, it is she who controls with the brush of her hand across his neck.

.... a vertical expression of a horizontal desire.

.... primitive and savage and richly improvised.

Both partners are head-to-head

Looking in the same direction

Their bodies in the shape of the "A" - chest-to-chest

Feet in close contact with the floor.

Yes, it is she who dances



I suppose I would call these small collages, "orphan pages". They were originally intended for an altered book that got its inspiration from an old book on the manners and mores and art of drinking tea. In the book, were images of tea dances and tango dancers. And that started a brief affair, a mini-obsession, really, with the tango.


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