Thursday, 2 July 2015

we walking with clenched teeth

for Luci who said 
we all suffer from bruxism by now..

written because of Ley Mordaza, Spain, July 1st 2015
and because of the present suffering of the Greek people 
(not government!, i couldn't care less)

we walking with clenched teeth

we walking through life 
with clenched teeth,
but the tigers have 
become toothless,

we want to bite
anonymous spiders
who rule our fate
deceiving us with ideas

we want to chew
misleaders and spit them
out into the stratosphere
but we fight each other,

we are not hunting
for them in a pack,
we cannot catch them
because we are caught

it is not about you or me
but about the innocent
who suffer from hunger,
from abuse and slavery

we are sad because
we cannot turn the circle
of money keeping power
and of power keeping money

though hissing venom
and lamenting loss,
here we are still free
to talk and write

we can denude fraud,
deconstruct false morals,
we can train disobedience
until we are shot in the dark

and best of all, 
we can unclench
our teeth and smile,
we can spread kindness

more is not do
for us, this is
our freedom,
our power.

kindness
is
revolution




USURA
Ezra Pound
With Usura
 
With usura hath no man a house of good stone
each block cut smooth and well fitting
that design might cover their face,
with usura 
hath no man a painted paradise on his church wall
harpes et luz
or where virgin receiveth message
and halo projects from incision,
with usura
seeth no man Gonzaga his heirs and his concubines
no picture is made to endure nor to live with
but it is made to sell and sell quickly
with usura, sin against nature, 
is thy bread ever more of stale rags
is thy bread dry as paper,
with no mountain wheat, no strong flour
with usura the line grows thick
with usura is no clear demarcation
and no man can find site for his dwelling.
Stonecutter is kept from his tone
weaver is kept from his loom
WITH USURA
wool comes not to market
sheep bringeth no gain with usura
Usura is a murrain, usura
blunteth the needle in the maid’s hand
and stoppeth the spinner’s cunning. Pietro Lombardo
came not by usura
Duccio came not by usura
nor Pier della Francesca; Zuan Bellin’ not by usura
nor was ‘La Calunnia’ painted.
Came not by usura Angelico; came not Ambrogio Praedis,
Came no church of cut stone signed: Adamo me fecit.
Not by usura St. Trophime
Not by usura Saint Hilaire,
Usura rusteth the chisel
It rusteth the craft and the craftsman
It gnaweth the thread in the loom
None learneth to weave gold in her pattern;
Azure hath a canker by usura; cramoisi is unbroidered
Emerald findeth no Memling
Usura slayeth the child in the womb
It stayeth the young man’s courting
It hath brought palsey to bed, lyeth
between the young bride and her bridegroom
                               CONTRA NATURAM
They have brought whores for Eleusis
Corpses are set to banquet
at behest of usura. 
 
 

 

One Time - King Crimson







One eye goes laughing
One eye goes crying
Through the trials
And trying of one life
One hand is tied
One step gets behind
In one breath we're dying
I've been waiting for the sun to come up
Waiting for the showers to stop
Waiting for the penny to drop
One time
And I've been standing in a cloud of plans
Standing on the shifting sands
Hoping for an open hand
One time
One eye goes laughing
One eye goes crying
Through the trials
And trying of one life
One hand is tied
One step gets behind
In one breath we're dying
I, I've been waiting for the sun to come up
Waiting for the showers to stop
Waiting for the penny to drop
One time
And I've been standing in a cloud of plans
Standing on the shifting sands
Hoping for an open hand
One time

To write can be

To write can be like playing with a mouse until it's dead.




My Beloved, Your Soul is Wandering- Eleni Karaindrou

Eleni Karaindrou Waltz By The River YouTube

Eleni Karaindrou - Adagio (Oboe solo)