With the clock going on a new year: A few thoughts (paraphrased) on what one does in isolation without expectation of reward:
This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me, / the simple news that Nature told with tender majesty. –Emily Dickinson
I’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance. –e.e. cummings
Poetry is self discipline for the purpose of a formal integration of experience. –Hart Crane
. . .the lover in life will make obstructions serve and from all resistance gain strength. –Robert Bridges
Love is not a feeling. It is a policy. –Hugh Franklin
Look thy last on all things lovely every hour. –Walter de la Mare
I am, yet–what I am who knows or cares? –John Clare
It should be noted that the thought of working creatively in isolation did not prevent any of these writers from going right ahead with what they were doing.
The first guest blog is a poem by Karine Marshall, leader of Capitol Opera Richmond. See her blog at: https://karineeva.blogspot.com/2021/01/a-moment-of-winter.html and the site for COR at http://www.capitoloperarichmond.com/
A poem on Saturday, January 2, 2021
A Moment of Winter
Waves crashing on the sand
Whitecaps their winter wear.
Dogs running, barking, affirming existence.
Sun sparkles on the sand
The same as the twinkle in your eye.
Children squeal — vestiges of joy
Fading into the air.
Time passes unobserved
Days shorter, nights long.
Bears slumber dreaming of honeypots spring will bring.
The wheel turns, chance, fortune, and destiny
The wondrous potions of life’s elixir
Sustaining each moment, each breath
Until the last exhale
When the night sky beckons
To the abyss of the unknown.
by Karine Marshall
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Richard L. Rose