Jackson Pollock's Birthday

I know, I know, he was an asshole.

Happy New Year - Year of the Ox

cold river and tor

timelessness....

1901 Nobel Laureate in Literature

Never To See Or Hear Her

Never to see or hear her,
never to name her aloud,
but faithfully always to wait for her
and love her.

To open my arms and, tired of waiting,
to close them on nothing,
but still always to stretch them out to her
and to love her.

To only be able to stretch them out to her,
and then to be consumed in tears,
but always to shed these tears,
always to love her.

Never to see or hear her,
never to name her aloud,
but with a love that grows ever more tender,
always to love her. Always!

Sully (Rene Francois Armand) Prudhomme
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Nobel Prize in Literature 2008

From Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio's Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech:

"For all his pessimism, [Clézio refers to Stig Dagerman’s phrase] about the fundamental paradox of the writer, unsatisfied because he cannot communicate with those who are hungry—whether for nourishment or for knowledge—touches on the greatest truth. Literacy and the struggle against hunger are connected, closely interdependent. One cannot succeed without the other. Both of them require, indeed urge, us to act. So that in this third millennium, which has only just begun, no child on our shared planet, regardless of gender or language or religion, shall be abandoned to hunger or ignorance, or turned away from the feast. This child carries within him the future of our human race. In the words of the Greek philosopher Heraclitus, a very long time ago, the kingdom belongs to a child."

Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio, Brittany, 4 November 2008

sly, streetwise, cool, lawless, amoral, potentially violent, and defies white authority

"Working in these mills."

Going home Saturday noon, Jan 6, from Nashawena, Nonquitt, and Manomet Mills. New Bedford, Massachusetts.