Friday, March 19, 2010

It's SPRING! Finally...

It's been a long cold, hard winter, the warm sun feels so good; the coo of the dove from an open window. Ah! It's finally Spring, a time for love, poetry and art.

A Taoist poem from the East:

"Aroused by the beauty of spring,
unable to sleep, I watch the moon
move flower shadows up my silk curtain."


Ancient Greek writer from the West
translated by H. de Vere Stacpoole, Sappho

"Sweet mother, at the idle loom I lean,
Weary with longing for the boy that still
Remains a dream of loveliness--to fill
My soul, my life, at Aphrodite's will."

4 comments:

Rebecca Moran said...

In English

"The imagination is anything is unimportant, the imagination can make anything to be only then important"

The funny thing is, I think I understand this ;-)

Rebecca Moran said...

In English translation, hmmm

"Other weaknesses, cover a fraction; others fault tolerant sort."

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Rebecca Moran said...

Translation in English:

"Love is not the philanthropy, cannot bestow casually"