2008 World AIDS Day
Tuesday, 2. December 2008, 02:03:23
Remembering those who left ,hoping for the cure, praying for a Universal Health care ...
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Passionate poets who have lived with aids and then passed away each leave behind a highly singular, splendid yet fragile gift: talent that has flourished as well as the painful realization of potential cut short.
MEMENTO MORI
paul says let it go, it is a dish that never
had value. i pack it with the sherry glasses
in old paper, protecting, even as i give it
to trash. the world is a mountainside of things,
a clumsy scaling of erupted accumulation,
a teetering dusty wobble walk that drags.
paul says i have too much, that to breathe
i must free the air. i fill green hefty bags
with pinstriped shirts, with sailing sweaters,
and shoes bought for german beaches. i push
my things out of my mountain like spit chunks
of scalding debris, clumps flung without aim.
paul says things, and lets the sound float.
one summer we took a bus from assisi to pompeii
to move with thick awe through the worst souvenirs
of our lives, those hands stretching through pain
toward a hope they would not believe. we saw
a fear like a majesty of silence trapped
in exhalted grief as what looked like us
twisted into time. paul says the books too.
i make boxes for thrift shops thinking soon
i will not need these, thinking of sweet lava
burning me into a white icon, a clean relief
without burden or border, a land mast pointing
like fabulous hot stone into directions
where fingers will remember each other.
-- Will Heekin
Will, born November 13, 1959, grew up in the Bronx. He attended Fordham University and was an actor as well as a poet.
While on holiday break from studying writing at Columbia University and after a short stay in Cabrini Hospital,
Will died at home on January 3, 1996.
DO. SEE. HEAR. KNOW. Visit TheBody.com's 2008 World AIDS Day Center >>
DO. SEE. HEAR. KNOW. Visit TheBody.com's 2008 World AIDS Day Center
Passionate poets who have lived with aids and then passed away each leave behind a highly singular, splendid yet fragile gift: talent that has flourished as well as the painful realization of potential cut short.
MEMENTO MORI
paul says let it go, it is a dish that never
had value. i pack it with the sherry glasses
in old paper, protecting, even as i give it
to trash. the world is a mountainside of things,
a clumsy scaling of erupted accumulation,
a teetering dusty wobble walk that drags.
paul says i have too much, that to breathe
i must free the air. i fill green hefty bags
with pinstriped shirts, with sailing sweaters,
and shoes bought for german beaches. i push
my things out of my mountain like spit chunks
of scalding debris, clumps flung without aim.
paul says things, and lets the sound float.
one summer we took a bus from assisi to pompeii
to move with thick awe through the worst souvenirs
of our lives, those hands stretching through pain
toward a hope they would not believe. we saw
a fear like a majesty of silence trapped
in exhalted grief as what looked like us
twisted into time. paul says the books too.
i make boxes for thrift shops thinking soon
i will not need these, thinking of sweet lava
burning me into a white icon, a clean relief
without burden or border, a land mast pointing
like fabulous hot stone into directions
where fingers will remember each other.
-- Will Heekin
Will, born November 13, 1959, grew up in the Bronx. He attended Fordham University and was an actor as well as a poet.
While on holiday break from studying writing at Columbia University and after a short stay in Cabrini Hospital,
Will died at home on January 3, 1996.
DO. SEE. HEAR. KNOW. Visit TheBody.com's 2008 World AIDS Day Center >>
WIDGETIZE
dɹɐzılpǝkɔıw ɐʞɐ ɹǝɥgɐllɐg lǝbɐsı # 2. December 2008, 14:14
Αργοπεθαίνει όποιος γίνεται σκλάβος της συνήθειας,
επαναλαμβάνοντας κάθε μέρα τις ίδιες διαδρομές,
όποιος δεν αλλάζει περπατησιά,
όποιος δεν διακινδυνεύει καν χρώμα στα ρούχα του ν΄ αλλάξει
κι όποιος δεν μιλά πια σε όποιον δεν γνωρίζει.
Αργοπεθαίνει όποιος αποφεύγει ένα πάθος,
όποιος προτιμά το μαύρο για το άσπρο και τα διαλυτικά σημεία στο "ι"
αντί της αλληλουχίας συγκινήσεων εκείνης
που κάνει να λάμπουν τα μάτια
Και μετατρέπουν το χασμουρητό σε χαμόγελο
φέρνοντας χτυποκάρδι μπροστά στο λάθος και στα αισθήματα.
Αργοπεθαίνει όποιος δεν αναποδογυρίζει το τραπέζι,
όποιος δεν είναι ευτυχισμένος στη δουλειά του,
όποιος δεν διακινδυνεύει τη βεβαιότητα
για την αβεβαιότητα του να κυνηγάς ένα όνειρο,
κι όποιος δεν επιτρέπει στον εαυτό του,
τουλάχιστον μια φορά στη ζωή του να αποφύγει τις συμβουλές της σύνεσης.
Αργοπεθαίνει όποιος δεν ταξιδεύει
΄Οποιος δεν διαβάζει
Όποιος δεν ακούει μουσική
Όποιος δεν συμφιλιώνεται με τον εαυτό του.
Αργοπεθαίνει όποιος καταστρέφει τον έρωτά του,
όποιος δεν επιτρέπει να τον βοηθήσουν,
όποιος περνάει τις μέρες του παραπονούμενος για τη τύχη του
ή για την ασταμάτητη βροχή.
Αργοπεθαίνει όποιος εγκαταλείπει μια ιδέα του,
πριν την αρχίσει, όποιος δεν ρωτά για πράγματα που δεν γνωρίζει.
Αποφεύγουμε τον θάνατο σε μικρές δόσεις,
όταν θυμόμαστε πάντοτε ότι για να είναι κανείς ζωντανός
χρειάζεται μια προσπάθεια πολύ μεγαλύτερη από το απλό γεγονός της αναπνοής.
Μόνο η ένθερμη υπομονή θα μας οδηγήσει σε μια λαμπρή ευτυχία…
compared to these: http://my.opera.com/wickedlizard/blog/die-slowly
Angeliki # 2. December 2008, 19:51
Angeliki # 2. December 2008, 19:56
I want you also to know that I treasure your entries every single time!
dɹɐzılpǝkɔıw ɐʞɐ ɹǝɥgɐllɐg lǝbɐsı # 2. December 2008, 20:13
Angeliki # 2. December 2008, 22:34
don;t change yours, it is just perfect! some times there are sites that Greeks translate without leaving a name...don;t worry about it!
I often translate for others ...it is fun to help
dɹɐzılpǝkɔıw ɐʞɐ ɹǝɥgɐllɐg lǝbɐsı # 3. December 2008, 11:24
Here's her link:
http://melissanthi.deviantart.com/journal/21777385/
Angeliki # 3. December 2008, 13:55
her name means in Greek "bee flower" nice name hard to remember