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at 11:06, 2 Feb 2007
|Yes - A Heavy Cloud
It's been 2 weeks since I bought YES DVD and watched it, and it is hanging around my head like a heavy cloud.
I remember him dancing on the table, his feet tapping so quickly to the rythem, I remember the cherry blossoms they walked under, and that beautiful Cuban room (although it wasn't in Cuba), and how empty and light it seemed while she was waiting for him, all alone...Strangely, I can not remember any of the verses, it even felt like a silent film, with everything in slow motion.
All the scences that I do remember are those ones that are light and airy, and almost cheerful. Too light for such a heavy topic it is trying to deal with? I guess not. There have been too much anger, so much strong emotions that we have forgotten we are merely human-beings who seek to fall in love.
i guess that's why the film captured me, the fact that it doesn't strike to be heavy. and there is so much vaccum and void that could be filled, but in the end left blank. yet it is not empty, it has such a weight that is both realistic and bearable.
yes, A heavy cloud that stays.
at 04:03, 1 Mar 2007
I think lightness is useful when dealing with a heavy subject. Perhaps more than useful, more like essential. Just as listening to music can release old grief it seem to me an image of beauty – however beauty is defined, which can be extremely variable – can release the ugliness of pain, the distortions of anger. And we are starved of spaciousness…the space to contemplate, to remember who we are. Thus a certain kind of emptiness is useful too. It is not really empty though, but full of breath.
at 13:31, 1 Mar 2007
|lightness .:. spaciousness .:. emptiness
I think this is beautiful....
And we are starved of spaciousness…
the space to contemplate,
to remember who we are. Thus
a certain kind of emptiness
is useful too. It is
not really empty though,
but full of breath.
The 2 posts above are so lovely & potent...like poetry...or like a distillation or a reduction (in cooking). This part (quoted above) reminds me of a beautiful book of poetry I just received as a gift. It is titled
"An Almost Pure Empty Walking" by Tryfon Tolides
I'm a lover of poetry -- informal & formal -- have reread this book several times in the past month as it makes me feel surrounded by the essential emptiness & spaciousness that fuels the soul...the creative core...the muse.
Links to this poet & book:
http://www.lsa.umich.edu/modgreek/detail/0,2250,6740%255Farticle%255F51497,00.html .:. poet interviewed
http://www.poems.com/threetol.htm .:. 3 poems from the book
http://www.poems.com/almostol.htm .:. about the book
Sally wrote: "I think lightness is useful when dealing with a heavy subject. Perhaps more than useful, more like essential. Just as listening to music can release old grief it seems to me an image of beauty – however beauty is defined..."
I think the poetry in "An Almost Pure Empty Walking" is like that.
A poem by Tolides that can be found in the interview:
Come to the point where, finally, you are lost,
wayside-sitting, wind-gazing, train-whistle-listening,
if you want to converse with the invisible presence,
continual, sustained, indwelling, be lost,
be abandoned, so that the heart, the mind, as big
as God, come to the place where you are lost,
so that all your days and the shuttering of each day’s
light and the blue magnetic incomprehensible
jumping and motionless blue of twilight and the fine
blackening after, around the incomprehensible
waiting and breathing of trees with their delight-inducing
cloud-depths and freedom-shapes and darting birds,
happen in pure glory, in ineffable joy of consciousness,
so that your senses overfill to beautiful muteness,
so that mere being becomes the form of your praise.
Poetry & peace for everyone....