Have not had a poetry/literary days for a while and today was one of those days. The best piece of work I could choose is from Shakespeare’s Macbeth with the witches toiling over their cauldron making some exotic brew. The weather here today has been pretty crazy and the swirling, tumultuous skies reminded me of the play, it has to be my favorite. With some unseen god who is having a bad day just throwing what ever comes to hand into the great big pot that is the worlds weather, a pinch of drizzle, a good dash of wind (gale force to be exact), a decent splash of heavy rain all mixed up with dark clouds. Not unlike a witches heady brew. Enjoy.
ALL. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
2 WITCH. Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing,—
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Well after the events of the last few days, I am back and raring to go. Never thought I would actually make it to the end and be able to keep writing for all this time. And I never imagined that I would have followers or people taking time out to post comments and say hi, that has been cool, and thanks to all of you who have dropped by. Well only a few days left until the finishing line and I have to say I am looking forward to having a bit of a break and trying to find more topics to have a chat about. Not sure what the future holds time wise but I hope to continue blogging, who knows. Anywhoo after all the excitement of the olympics we can settle back into reality and calm. Hope everyone is having a good week and enjoy what little good weather we have been blessed with, Ireland is not well know for its sun.
Hi everybody, my apologies for my tardiness over the last week, but I have been down sick with food poisoning. The joys of dodgy chicken, unfortunately this has not left me in a position to keep my daily blog up to date, sorry. Anyone who has been unfortunate to experience this knows how bad it can get. Back on the mend and hopefully it will be business as usual from tomorrow. Thanks to all for the comments on prior posts and the new followers, much appreciated.
Curiosity landed on mars, this I think is an apt title for is it not curiosity that has pushed mans need to explore beyond the limits of this small watery planet. But what strikes me more is how someone like Galileo would think about all this? What would he say? Would he even believe it possible for man to have left the earth and landed on the moon? Would he think it a good thing or a bad thing to exploring space? Or would he find the whole process fascinating and like any past mind of greatness just let his curiosity get the better of him and just see what happens. I think with the technological advances made over the last century what the early pioneers in mathematics, physics, medicine, chemistry, science, botany and biology would think of where man is today, could they have foreseen what advances were to be made using their discoveries as the foundations for this future knowledge. Unfortunately they are not with us today but can only imagine them sitting together in some great big lecture hall arguing the merits of the internet, mobile telephones, digital cameras, MRI imaging, decoding DNA or putting a man in space. I wonder if they think we got it right or wrong and what would they have done differently, would be interesting to see a few of them converse with their respective counterparts today. Who knows?
Was doing some art work the other day listening to the radio, where all the songs played seemed to have some connection to love, romance or broken relationships and I began to wonder “What becomes of the broken hearted?” Do they become the modern day equivalent of Miss Havisham, or Liz Gilbert, traveling the world to find what is now presumed lost, or Vianne Rocher taking comfort in her children and crafting her chocolates bringing love to others. Who knows love is a funny thing and the only two creatures who really know what will come to pass is Eros and Cupid, for after all they are the two mischievous creatures who set everything in motion. Perhaps we need to be broken hearted at least once in life so that when real love comes knocking we know what it is and can grasp it with all our might. That all the pain once suffered is soon forgotten, replaced by a lifetime of hope, love, fun and comfort. Like many things before we get to possess that which gives meaning to life, some times we need to experience a few bumps along the way. Here’s to love and to all those broken hearted people, may the pain it brings last but a second and that Eros will bestow his blessing.
Was watching an art program on television today and the artists had been challenged to create a piece of work that encapsulated the content of a specific book. The winning piece would then become the cover art for the book in question. It was an interesting exercise for all the artists and of how they view what could be deemed commercial art rather than fine art, but what those who felt the work was beneath hem failed to realize was that some of the greatest artists have been commissioned to create or had existing work chosen to adorn the cover of a specific book. The chosen piece visually striking, I have not read the book in question so do not know if it reflected the content accurately. On thinking about the challenge later was how much our choice of book is decided through the strengths of the cover art? For me I have my set of writers I follow and the covers could be anything, I choose the book simply for the content rather than appearance. Now if I am stuck for reading material between favorite authors I so have a hunt around on the book shelves. But again I tend not to go for cover art but keep picking up titles and reading the blurbs, I tend to find the written information more informative at times than the chosen cover art. Although the art work may be striking and beautifully done, it is very challenging to give a well informed and rounded synopsis of a book in a single image. That is not to say this holds true for all titles, there are those who manage to encapsulate the essence of the respective book with breathtaking visuals, that resonate with the book buyer. But I think that in employing the methods I do in choosing new titles perhaps I loose out on the excitement of discovering a great read because I did not like the cover art and vice versa.
Do you ever just lie in bed looking at the stars and wondering if you had just taken the left path and not the right path where would you be today? Or was taking the wrong path actually the right path? Through life you are faced with so many decisions and choices how can you ever really know what will the right ones will be. Then again no matter how carefully you may reflect and deliberate before making a choice, life has the wonderful ability of throwing spanners in the works at the most inopportune moments. On such occasions you may find yourself having to travel paths that are less than ideal or rather frightening to contemplate. But I think by having to rethink our decisions the fear of the unknown becomes less overwhelming. That perhaps the whole reason for being forced to alter or change our path of action is to make us take chances, we may never have considered previously. That by doing so we begin to learn more about who we are and what we truly want from life. So the next time life throws you a curve ball and you must travel the lesser know path, remember that you will learn something and its an experience that may help shape the rest of your life.