Dear Zazie, Today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag to his muse. You can follow us on Twitter @cowboycoleridge. Rhett
The Lovers’ Chronicle
Dear Muse,
this one came from somethin’
Sylvia Plath wrote, about
how we need someone
and what she needed
“No better inspiration,
such beauty and sadness”
the poems that stir me
are the ones where the poet
opens up what is inside their heart
and spreads it across the page
”And the ones that remind us”
yes, to cling to each other
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over the years to various things, some life lastin’, others ephemeral, in approximate chronological order; books, music, those two have been the most constant, still have some of the books i collected as a kid and the jukebox playin’ in my head has songs from the sixties; relationships proved to be the most fleetin’, either in love or kin, never knew a front door without a back door; writin’ and you have been the most important, to this i cling
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to another
the one
to pour yourself into someone
the one
no greater need
nor want
nor greater fulfillment
and this certainty
as it should be
these words flowin’
across the page
for you
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Pale Love, Pale Rider
at a loss here
struggle at every turn
always told
too sensitive
too considerate
to feel another’s pain
cannot have it otherwise
to pour myself into one
only way to keep me here
these letters, these words
this vision, this refrain
hold on, return again
i keep repeatin’
***
“He hears what works for him.”
“Yeah, so what works for him?”
“Great beauty. And pain.”
***
“Do you have big
Friday night plans?”
oh hell yes,
first a cardio warmup
then some dead lifts,
because to paraphrase
a wise strongman, if you ain’t
deadliftin’, you ain’t livin’
then some hang and cleans,
then some shoulder shrugs
yep, livin’ it up here
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a certain,
lack thereof
goin’ on here
by choice
funny how, you never can figure
who you will meet, and care for
here in this vision, come read
the verse, yours really, while
outside mist and rain continue
and inside seekin’ the answers
and this
certainty
as it should be
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cling to this
dances in dreams
stars in the sky
dangit…
this was gonna be
a poem about
waltzin’ the night away
with you under the big
starlit High Plains sky
or perhaps in a ballroom,
the McGregor,
with me in my tux and boots
and you in an evenin’ dress
but i ran outta time
so this will have to do
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“What! No verse!
Why you sorry
Son of a…”
sounds of mayhem and a good ol’ butt whoopin’
Apologies y’all
My Muse can be
Quite demandin’
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“I need another
to cling to,
I need someone
to pour myself into
Don’t you need that?”
It has become
easier for me
to bury need
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The greater crime:
The failures. The
mistakes. Givin’
up. The regrets
The selfishness
Unforgiveness
All. All of it
A man, who could
not feel. Though he
tried and he tried
From there, he gave
up wantin’; then
carin’. Do not
take his actions
personally
Long way. Long way
from anything
that matters. Long
way from what i
really want. So
far away. So
far that i can
no longer see
Creativity: The process by which problems are solved.
Art is when we do somethin' that might not work.
Lean into the pain.
Find your harmonic gait.
What breaks your heart?
Find the thing worth leanin' your life into.
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Dreamed of one last night
with a beautiful woman I know.
Nothin’ better than a first kiss.
Hope this one comes true.
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To cling to another
the one
To keep each other warm
To pour yourself into someone
the one
There can be no greater need
nor want
There can be no greater fulfillment
This is what I need. Short of that
I have these letters, these words
These words I pour onto the page
for you
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for Julie
To my muse;
thanks for the hugs, the smiles,
the laughter, the encouragement,
the inspiration, the dreams,
the visions, and the words.
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Today is the birthday of Bertalan Székely (8 May 1835, Kolozsvár, Hungary – 21 August 1910, Budapest); history and portrait painter who worked in the Romantic and Academic styles.
Although his family wanted him to become an engineer, he studied at the Academy of Fine Arts, Vienna from 1851 to 1855, under Johann Nepomuk Geiger and Carl Rahl. He then returned to his hometown where, for the next three years, he worked as an art teacher. After a year of employment with Count Aichelburg in Marschendorf, he married and moved to Munich, where he studied with Karl von Piloty. It was there that he first developed his interest in history painting. In 1862, he settled in Pest.
The following year, he won a contest with his painting “The Escape of Emperor Charles VII” and used the prize money to finance a trip to the Netherlands and Paris, returning in 1864. He became one of the first teachers hired at the new “Hungarian Royal Drawing School” (now the Hungarian University of Fine Arts) in 1871 and served as its Director from 1902 to 1905, when he took over the master classes.
From the 1860s through the 1880s, he mostly painted portraits and female figures, then turned to landscapes. He also created decorative murals in the Matthias Church, Budapest Opera House and the City Hall in Kecskemét. Later, he became interested in the movement studies made by Edweard Muybridge and Étienne-Jules Marey and conducted some of his own.
Gallery
Female Head Study 1880s
Thunderstorm (1875)
The Women of Eger (1867)
Today is the birthday of Alphonse Legros (Dijon, France; 8 May 1837 – 8 December 1911 Watford, Hertfordshire, England); painter, etcher, sculptor, and medallist. He moved to London in 1863 and later took British citizenship. He was important as a teacher in the British etching revival.
Photograph of Legros by David Wilkie Wynfield
He moved to England having been encouraged by his friend, James Abbot McNeil Whistler, and in 1864 married Frances Rosetta Hodgson. At first he lived by his etching and teaching. He then became teacher of etching at the South Kensington School of Art, and in 1876 Slade Professor at University College London in succession to Edward Poynter.
Whilst teaching at the Slade School Legros taught a large contingent of women, who came to be known as the Slade Girls. Through his field of sculpture he encouraged the design of medals based upon the Italian renaissance style of portrait, illustrating the character, profession or life of the individual portrayed.
The Slade Girls attracted commissions from a range of societies and organisations due to the beauty and skill of their work. Pupils of note include the Casella sisters (Ella and Nelia), Jessie Mothersole, Fedora Gleichen, Lilian Swainson (later Hamilton) and Elinor Hallé.
Gallery
Death and the Maiden, 1895
“Cupid and Psyche” Alphonse Legros (1837–1911), Tate Britain, London
portrait of a woman
Portrait de femme – Musée des Beaux-Arts de la ville de Paris
today is the birthday oh Albert Arthur Allen (Grafton, Massachusetts; May 8, 1886 – January 25, 1962 Hayward, California); figure photographer and film director known for nude portraiture.
In 1916, he opened the Allen Art Studios in Oakland, California, where he devoted his efforts to refining photographic techniques. The studio later became known as the Allen Institute of Fine and Applied Art, before it was destroyed by a fire in 1925. The following year, Allen rebuilt the studio and called it the Classic Motion Picture Corporation, a venture that lasted two years before declaring bankruptcy.
A motorcycle accident in 1923 left Allen permanently disabled, but he continued to work. His nude photographs were considered scandalous by American standards during the Roaring Twenties. He was indicted for sending obscene materials through interstate mail, and spent years in litigation.
Gallery
crouching nude
1920’s nude
“The Models” in 1925
And on this day in 1942 the premiere of The Corpse Vanishes, a 1942 American mystery horror film starring Bela Lugosi, directed by Wallace Fox, and written by Harvey Gates. Lugosi portrays a mad scientist who injects his aging wife (played by Elizabeth Russell) with fluids from virginal young brides in order to preserve her beauty. Luana Walters as a journalist and Tristram Coffin as a doctor investigate and solve the disappearances of the brides. The film was produced and distributed by Monogram Pictures, and was reissued in 1949 by Favorite Films Corporation.
thanks for stoppin’ by y’all
Mac Tag
How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. I need this, I need someone to pour myself into. – Sylvia Plath
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