Friday, August 14, 2009

Fernando Botero - Colombian figurative artist



everything literature - books subject to prejudice - Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird

The following quotations contain a word that many people may find offensive

'There's a lot of ugly things in this world, son. I wish I could keep 'em all away from you. That's never possible.'-Atticus

'Why reasonable people go stark raving mad when anything involving a Negro comes up, is something I don't pretend to understand.' ~ Chapter 9, spoken by the character Atticus

'They're certainly entitled to think that, and they're entitled to full respect for their opinions... but before I can live with other folks I've got to live with myself.' ~Chapter 11, spoken by the character Atticus


Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird was banned from a Secondary School in Canada following a lone complaint from a parent about the use of a racial slur. Ironically, the book talks about racial injustace.

http://classiclit.about.com/b/2008/09/28/save-a-banned-book-today.htm

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

ask steve

Island Zen
Songs swim over silhouettes
swinging around a thickets' curves
rotating, rising then tottering
before tumblin' into a flutter of wings
by Steve


mind the mind?

- through feminism we gained freedom from discrimination and we lost the gentile intention

Sunday, August 9, 2009

hanging around

everythingliterature - Rabindranath Tagore

Stillness

Stillness soars as a mountain peaks,
Seeking its greatness in height.
Movement stops in a silent lake,
Seeking in depth its limit.
The fish in the water is silent,
the animal on the earth is noisy,
the bird in the air is singing.
But man has in him the silence of the sea,
the noise of the earth
and the music of the air.
There is a point where in the mystery of
existence contradictions meet;
where movement is not all movement
and stillness is not all stillness;
where the idea and the form,
the within and the without, are united;
where infinite becomes finite,
yet not losing its infinity.

Jack Vettriano - photographer and painter from Scotland


Saturday, August 8, 2009

other than words

everythingliterature - from Geof Huth on the web


I don't know what happens when one dies, but I think that I'd like to have my ashes poured into a laser-printer cartridge and used to print....

To be a poet, a text-based poet as almost all of us poets are in one way or another, is to create text for a page, so what could be a better end for a poet than to be the physical, instead of merely the intellectual, source of the poem? Is that not the greatest transubstantiation we could imagine for a poet?

Sleep well, Planet Earth, and all you poets who crawl upon it. If you wake up dead, we know what to do with you. By Gary Barwin

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009

everything literature - vwoolf


I write without wearing my glasses, I leave words and letters come together on their own, I let them converse with each other, find out what it is that they want. I only ask integrity of them: honest and true  and yes, free meaning, pure meaning? I'm not sure, are they the same?is purity  a little like integrity only without awareness?
I let my words fly far away, I let them see how the world looks like from high above as I do right now, I train them to be incorruptible, daring and kind, at times I ask them to stay still, each stroke of meaning felt under the skin, I only add scent and memories.
 Tribute by  I

Sunday, August 2, 2009

alessandro bavari - magic and mystic


everything literature - from suchithewriter




Hues
The heart's language is punctuated with shrill laughter that makes you want to weep with joy and sad tears that you smile at in spite of yourself.

The mind can only speak silence.

"But I want it. Give it to me, I want it, and I just cannot to without it." This is the Heart.

"Why?" This is the mind.

Conflict and harmony, in conflict, in harmony.

3 sparks

Classified under Abstract, Faith, Life, Prayer, Security, Thoughts

Saturday, August 1, 2009

listen please

literature and sense - Cesare Pavese

Little known in North America Italian writer of 20th century, arrested for his antifascist convictions. His love frustrations and disillusionment with politics brought him to suicide in a hotel room after the war, apparently mimicking a scene from one of his novels.

Quote -the only joy in the world is to begin

Novels -The Beach, The House on the Hill, Among Women Only, The Devil in the Hills - His style is known as escruciatingly honest: while his experiences fuelled his fiction, he found that LITERATURE is the medium to understand their significance.

Deola's Return
I'll turn round in the street and look at the passers-by,
I'll be a passer-by myself. I'll learn
how to get up and lay aside the horror
of night and go out walking as I used to.
I'll apply my mind to work for a time,
I'll go back there, by the window, smoking
and relaxed. But my eyes will be the same,
my gestures too, and my face. That empty secret
that lingers in my body and dulls my gaze
will die slowly to the rhythm of the blood
where everything vanishes.

I'll go out one morning,
I won't have a house any more, I'll go out in the street;
the night's horror will have left me;
I'll be frightened of being alone. But I'll want to be alone.
I'll look at passers-by with the dead smile
of someone who's beaten, but doesn't hate or cry out,
for I know that since ancient times fate -
all that you've been or will ever be - is in the blood,
in the murmur of the blood. I'll wrinkle my brows
alone, in the middle of the street, listening for an echo
in the blood. And there'll be no echo any more,
I'll look up and gaze at the street

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I started writing poetry and fiction when I was about 11 years old. I was awarded 2 top national literature prizes at an early age.Later I became involved in numerous literary circles in my native country, Romania. This project is a dedication to my mother, inspired teacher of literature and independent thinker.

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