Manuela Cardiga's Blog, page 23

Turning from pain, we turn from joy, abandon life and lea...

Turning from pain, we turn from joy, abandon life and leave love behind.

from "Turquoise Moon"
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Playing the Fool...The Fool was always wise, and by being...

Playing the Fool...

The Fool was always wise, and by being "the Fool" he was free to tell truths that would have seen other men executed.

Fools were exempt from judgement, yet free to judge.
MC

WIILIE S SAYS

Willie S says
There are plots
In number five
Alas he is a man
And wrong, of course,
There are as many plots
As there are smiles;

Characters, however,
There are only three:
The lover
The fool
And the villain
Who is free.

You are the lover
The fool am I
And the villain
In our history is time.


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We grieve because we loved someone enough to give ourselv...

We grieve because we loved someone enough to give ourselves. That is a good pain.


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Sometimes I think grief is the only thing in the world th...

Sometimes I think grief is the only thing in the world that is evergreen. Loves fade but never that wrenching pain of missing someone who's gone away.

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Martyrs are so much more lovable than survivors.MC

Martyrs are so much more lovable than survivors.

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The Beloved Country still cries but the tears are born of...

The Beloved Country still cries but the tears are born of shame, unrelieved and unconsoled by the dignity of pain.
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COFFEE PAINTING! I felt a desperate need to paint, but since I had no watercolours, I used my expresso instead!

PLAYING THE COLOUR CARD

"This is a personal attack!
You are discriminating,
despising and deriding me
Because I'm Black!"

"Nonsense!" cried I
Indignation
Overcoming the shy,

"I despise you
Because you
Write nothing
But CRAP;
There is nothing
Personal
About THAT!"

MC

Poetry into LIFE! Patrick Glassel and Alice Wanders performance art and experimental music combined!

I was overwhelmed when Patrick Glassel and Alice Wanders incorporated my poem "No Evidence, No Crime" into their project! The result is stunning, eery and haunting.


LINK TO YOUTUBE SOUND PERFORMANCE

NO EVIDENCE, NO CRIME

Do you all
Remember Alice?
Big-eyed Alice,
Chaste Alice,
With her blue ribbon
And her pretty dress?

How we were al
So impressed...
That Lewis Carroll
(such a kind man)
Took silly Alice
And made her a star.

Twinkle, twinkle little Alice,
Twinkle from afar!
So Alice twinkled,
But I wonder
Did she cry?

When Uncle Lewis
(such a patient man)
Took her boating
Or walking in the park,
When his hands
Wandered so;

Or even just his eyes,
Did Alice shrink?
Was that
The magic potion
He made her drink?
The poison brew
To make her think
Something was wrong
Something absurd...

That she was a bad girl
Getting upset,
Raising a doubt,
When he was such
A kind, patient
(affectionate) man.

Yes, I think
He poured it out
Into a pretty chalice
And served it to us
With charm:
(such a witty man)
The pain and the fear
And bewilderment
Of silly Liddell Alice
And made himself
A star.

Manuela Cardiga