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Month: December, 2012

December 14, 2012‏ – a commemoration

 

two things brought tears to my eyes today, one
was a heartfelt response to tragedy, President
Obama speaking eloquently and meaningfully
about the senseless death of 20 children
 
the other a stirring expression of hope, poor
Paraguayan children building an orchestra, and
the possibility of a better future for themselves,
out of nothing but nearby garbage
 
 
may they all find their way to a more serene
heaven
 
 
Richard 

 

 

 

 

how to read a poem – “Alchemy” – Stephen Sandy‏

     

when I looked up “philodendron” in the dictionary,
it said it was an “arum” with a particular “foliage”,
I thought what kind of a dictionary is that, then
found out “arum” was a flower whose leaves have 
a particular shape, of a heart or a sword, but didn’t
take that conjunction further than to cock a wry eye
and wonder, briefly, heart or sword, that’s some
conjunction
 
we are inches away from being a philodendron, it
would appear, purportedly a “single atom” 
 
 
let me relate that when I worried about my position
in the universe, existentially, aesthetically, morally,
thinking that being no more, but also no less, than a
flower, really helped, was indeed the only thing that
helped, I didn’t want to imagine a world without
flowers, and I was a part of that 
 
 
Richard
 
            _____________________________
 
 
from the New Yorker, November 5, 2012
 
 
Alchemy
 
Chlorophyll C55H72N4O5Mg
differs from human blood
only by substitution of one
atom of magnesium
in philodendron
for the single atom of iron
in Keats.
 
 
                    Stephen Sandy 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Arthur Rubinstein – Chopin Piano Concerto no 2 in F minor, opus 21‏

I’ve wandered far from Mozart, Mussorgsky,
Saint-Saëns in my consideration of the evolution
of music in the West, Elizabeth Barrett Browning
would have her say, and so would the irrepressible,
the irresistible, Audrey Hepburn, I could not but
diligently for these incandescent luminaries abide

but here, to step back into the purview, the sway,
the particular empyrean of, more specifically, music,
is Arthur Rubinstein doing Chopin’s Piano Concerto
no 2 in F minor, opus 21,
a piece that is for some
reason or other not as celebrated, nor familiar, as
the First, after listening you’ll also wonder why

Arthur Rubinstein is nothing short of bristling here,
Arthur Rubinstein is the august and inspired herald
who reintroduced Chopin essentially to the late
Twentieth Century, after listening, after only even
just superficially hearing, you won’t wonder either
at his well deserved position among the stars

enjoy

Richard

psst: incidentally, Evgeny Kissin doesn’t give an inch
in his own stellar rendition of the First, just click,
here or above