Thursday, October 30, 2014

Thursday Verse: "Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night" - Dylan Thomas

Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze the meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Music for your Midweek: Sivu - "Better man than he"

Sivu is a treasure.

I shared one of his tracks in my mix from August, and in last year's October mix. He contributed to a lovely track on Alt-J's new album. I just like him a lot.

I'm a sucker for a good brass section. The landscape is incredible. Hope you enjoy.

We'll find faith in the most magical of places
And find home in the smallest of rooms
We'll find life in the most barrenness of faces
And touch Christ in impending doom

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Thursday Verse: "Harlem [Dream Deffered]" - Langston Hughes

[Dream Deffered]

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore --
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

                       - Langston Hughes

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Thursday Verse: "First Fig" - Edna St. Vincent Millay

First Fig

My candle burns at both ends
       It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends --
       It gives a lovely light!

                                      - Edna St. Vincent Millay

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Thursday Verse: "The Red Wheelbarrow" - William Carlos Williams

The Red Wheelbarrow

so much depends

                                                                    a red wheel

                                                                    glazed with rain

                                                                   beside the white
- William Carlos William

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Thursday Verse: "Spring and Fall" - Gerard Manley Hopkins

Spring and Fall

Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter; child, the name:
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor moth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

- Gerard Manley Hopkins