"I always thought there was something strange about the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Something about 7 short men living alone in the woods, without women...and with Napolean complex. It ain't right!"
-Blanche Devereaux from one of the best shows on TV The Golden Girls.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Our forefathers say...
Friday, January 1, 2010
Favourite Things
And because I really believe life goes on...hell, I started my first day of the first month of the first year of a new decade with a Nollywood disaster tentatively titled Games Women Play (Part 2)!! Epic Fail? LOL....After this, no greater sign was needed to remind me that while it might a new year, I'm an old me. So a change will only come if I actively do something to stimulate progress.
So this poem is particularly appropriate, its not inspiring or anything but its one of my faves, by another of my fave poets W.H Auden. It always reminds me that the world doesn't stop spinning for anyone. It will not stop and suddenly accede to my demands because I have made resolutions or proclamations in church on the new year's eve. Not unless I actively do my bit to stop it in its tracks...and make it surrender what's mine.
"The Fall of Icarus" by Breughel
"MUSEE DES BEAUX ARTS"
About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
-W.H Auden
"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned in life: It goes on."
-Robert Frost
So this poem is particularly appropriate, its not inspiring or anything but its one of my faves, by another of my fave poets W.H Auden. It always reminds me that the world doesn't stop spinning for anyone. It will not stop and suddenly accede to my demands because I have made resolutions or proclamations in church on the new year's eve. Not unless I actively do my bit to stop it in its tracks...and make it surrender what's mine.
"The Fall of Icarus" by Breughel
"MUSEE DES BEAUX ARTS"
About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
-W.H Auden
"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned in life: It goes on."
-Robert Frost
HAPPY NEW YEAR....
I was going to start the new year with an inspiring quote like Edith Lovejoy Pierce's
"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day."
But the realist/ pessimist inside drew me to Mark Twain's
"New Year's Day: Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual."
LOL.
Not one to be a moist duvet (or wet blanket if you prefer) at this happiest of moments, I'll kindly leave the world with a quote that appeals to your inner "Errr...WTH?!?! face" by Mr Jay Leno:
"New Year's Eve, where old acquaintance be forgot. Unless, of course, those tests come back positive."
LOL.
Happy new year!!!!!! I honestly (perhaps foolishly) believe something wonderful is around the corner. For me at least!
Our forefathers say...
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