StumbleUpon | Seanchai-peg's blog posts

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/37447679/

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 02:10:17 -0800

Elegy 2

Beloved, don't fret that you gave yourself so quickly!
Believe me, I don't think badly or wrongly of you.
The arrows of Love are various: some scratch us,
And our hearts suffer for years from their slow poison.
But others strong-feathered with freshly sharpened points
Pierce to the marrow, and quickly inflame the blood.
In the heroic ages, when gods and goddesses loved,
Desire followed a look, and joy followed desire.

~ Wolfgang von Goethe

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/37447222/

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 01:38:47 -0800

Ah, steeds, steeds, what steeds! Has the whirlwind a home in your manes? Is there a sensitive ear, alert as a flame, in your every fiber? Hearing the familiar song from above, all in one accord you strain your bronze chests and, hooves barely touching the ground, turn into straight lines cleaving the air, and all inspired by God it rushes on!

~ Nikolai V. Gogol, Dead Souls, 1842, translated from Russian (above is combination of translations by Bernard Guildert Guerney, Richard Peaver, and Larisa Voloklonsky)

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/37446629/

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 00:57:28 -0800

Autumn Birds

The wild duck startles like a sudden thought,
And heron slow as if it might be caught.
The flopping crows on weary wings go by
And grey beard jackdaws noising as they fly.
The crowds of starnels whizz and hurry by,
And darken like a clod the evening sky.
The larks like thunder rise and suthy round,
Then drop and nestle in the stubble ground.
The wild swan hurries hight and noises loud
With white neck peering to the evening clowd.
The weary rooks to distant woods are gone.
With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on
To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
While small birds nestle in the edge below.

John Clare

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/36853922/

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 09:00:27 -0700

"She thought it was the misfortune of poetry to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly."

- Jane Austen, Persuasion

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/36588492/

Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:53:47 -0700

"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/36588261/

Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:36:11 -0700

Time held me green and dying,
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

~Dylan Thomas~

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/36588168/

Sun, 04 Oct 2009 02:27:39 -0700

Cease trembling and shaking and gasping and cursing and find again your core which I am. Rest from twistedness, distortion, deformations. For an hour you will be me; that is, the other half of yourself. The half you lost. What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands: I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept of you what is indissoluble.

~ Anais Nin ~

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/36538227/

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 22:23:44 -0700

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess��
me up?
you want to screw up the
the book sales in Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?

~ Charles Bukowski

Artist: Claire Scully

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/36537082/

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 21:18:38 -0700

a hell sky sunset
light departs
the legions of the Dark God
fly in red lines of grey
the world shudders in the void
equinox draws near
the god of the moment
plain old god
contemplates his banishment
for crimes against humanity
the Dark Prince, the good
awaits in the wings
his rightful throne
earth

~ Unknown

http://Seanchai-peg.stumbleupon.com/review/36313415/

Wed, 23 Sep 2009 09:37:09 -0700

Protect Insurance Companies PSA from Will Ferrell