The Lovers’ Chronicle 22 October – someone – art by Kristjan Raud

Dear Zazie,  Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag dedicated to his muse.  Rhett

The Lovers’ Chronicle

Dear Muse,

to dream over me…
so many voices singing the same song,
Amy, Linda, Ella, Frank, Willie, Sting
somehow it works, weaving in and out
of each other, he thinks, must be a dream;
oh, you again
yes good song choice
no, i never sought that,
too stubborn and independent
to need watchin’ over
just wanted somebody to be with,
to share the beauty and sorrow
yes, i was longin’ to see who it could be
What did you say dear, says the pretty redhead
hey beautiful, i was just gittin’ to the good part,
about how the someone i was longin’ for
turned out to be you 

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the Gershwin boys, and Howard Dietz,
wrote the obvious song of the day
“There’s a somebody I’m longin’ to see
I hope that he turns out to be”
that is lovely my dear
but i would change up
the lyrics a bit
more like,
someone to watch over with me
someone to share what matters
someone to be there when it counts

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when least expected, or perhaps because it was; no one wanted or needed, preferred it that way, less drag, never could git the hang of with, finally got to without and it was alright; by choice and circumstance solitude suited, did not expect to meet someone till you came

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interestin’,
in a good way,
how bein’ with
changes the perspective
on the theme of day

today for example
it began four years ago
wonderin’ if anyone
would the read the verse
and understand

and voilà here we are
funny how sometimes
when least expected
someone comes along

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Pale Love, Pale Rider

thoughts, passions,
whatever stirs us,
all but ministers,
that feed this flame

it shall be for us,
whether apart, thinkin’
of each other or
woven, skin on skin,
tightly together

when you sleep
tonight, dream
that i am there
holdin’ you
so close

ah, and then

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a passage leadin’ where we want,
heavy on the knees and hands,
never any end, hung on all time
to unknowin’ nowhere, this time
and again, beyond all bearin’ up,
into nowhere, suddenly, hotly,
all nowhere gone and time still
and we were both there, and we felt
everything move out and away from us

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they both lived
in an old hotel downtown
unbeknownst to each other

they came and went
in anonymity
his carefully calculated
hers by wont
of her circumstances

he was a writer,
or he hoped so
she was stuck
livin’ a life she felt
was chosen for her

his habit, ’round midnight,
was to go down to the big lobby
and write in the quiet solitude

she came down one night
when her husband was away,
bored, lonely, and seekin’
escape from her insomnia

she found her escape,
and he found much more,
when their eyes met across
the big room and he rose

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“Are you just going to go?”
i b’lieve so
“Don’t you ever get lonely?”
sometimes
sometimes

as if it really matters…

the moon ascends
the stars burn,
fillin’ the great big
High Plains night
yet every day
you try

as if it does matter,
to git the right words
to capture the light
to actually see

and you try
to remember
it is only a feelin’
and that someone
will read the words
and understand

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Sorry y’all; runnin’
behind today
360 mile road trip
high on the High Plains

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When I arrive there,
if I arrive there,
I like to think you
will be waitin’ and
that you might even
be glad to see me

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No more y’all

If the Dark Muse
Were here right now
I would gladly
Feed Her my soul
If I thought there
Was any chance
It might help her

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Kristjan Raud

Today is the birthday of Kristjan Raud (22 October 1865, Kirikuküla, Vinni Parish, Estonia – 19 May 1943, Tallinn, Estonia); painter and illustrator who was one of the founders of the Estonian National Museum.  Folklore elements figure heavily in his subject matter and his style is reminiscent of Primitivism.  His twin brother, Paul, also became a well-known painter.

In his works Raud focuses on Nordic epics, for instance providing illustrations for the Kalevipoeg, an epic poem by Friedrich Reinhold Kreutzwald, considered the Estonian national epic. His commitment to painting was such that, even on his death bed in the hospital, he continued to paint. He died during the German occupation so, despite his fame, his funeral was very modest.

Gallery 

Kalev Proposes Marriage, from the Kalevipoeg 

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