Monday, April 9, 2012

there's the rub

[a poem: inspired by hamlet.]

a glimpse.

often it's all we're given.
"to be or not to be?"
but how are we to find the answer
if the questions don't all agree?

"be it nobler in the mind to suffer"
or in the flesh to work out our salvation,
"while the heart-aches, and the thousand natural shocks"
come of their own, or our own creation?

do i "take arms against a sea of troubles"
or tarry in the patience of hope or sleep
to find "a consummation devoutly to be wished"
beyond what i dare to fathom in the deep?

"thus conscience does make cowards of us all,"
where are my thoughts allowed to flee?
who is ruler, who lays claim--
is it he or is it she?

i choose to wait. to rest
and thick shadows may engulf but "there's the rub,"
that as i sleep and pray and wait
i know not --

what dreams may come.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

with art

aren't you glad that says 'with' not 'without' art up there?


art: the seeking of, the acquisition of, the inhaling of, the need to have it in all its various forms, has become a driving force for me.

does it seem blocked from immediate view to anyone else out there? perhaps it's because "after much tribulation come the blessings."

remember how "eye hath not seen, nor ear heard" that conjuring up images of ART for anyone else?!

what if there is great comfort, guidance or inspiration awaiting us in a piece of music? a photograph? a painting? a play? a good book?

why not seek something lovely today.

with art,