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Rabindranath Tagore
“Where are those tears in your eyes, my child?
How horrid of them to be always scolding you for nothing!
You have stained your fingers and face with ink while writing-
is that why they call you dirty?
O, fie! Would they dare to call the full moon dirty because
it has smudged its face with ink?
For every little trifle they blame you, my child. They are
ready to find fault for nothing.
You tore your clothes while playing-is that why they call you
untidy?
O, fie! What would they call an autumn morning that smiles
through its ragged clouds?
Take no heed of what they say to you, my child.
They make a long list of your misdeeds.
Everybody knows how you love sweet things-is that why they
call you greedy?
O, fie! What then would they call us who love you?”
Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore
“If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it.
I will keep still and wait like the night with starry vigil
and its head bent low with patience.

The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish,
and thy voice pour down in golden streams breaking through the sky.

Then thy words will take wing in songs from every one of my birds' nests,
and thy melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.”
Rabindrath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore
“A message came from my youth of vanished days, saying, 'I wait for you among the quivering of unborn May, where smiles ripen for tears and hours ache with songs unsung.'

It says, 'Come to me across the worn-out track of age, through the gates of death. For dreams fade, hopes fail, the fathered fruits of the year decay, but I am the eternal truth, and you shall meet me again and again in your voyage of life from shore to shore.”
Rabindranath Tagore

Judith A. Wright
“I saw our golden years on a black gale,
our time of love spilt in the furious dust.
"O we are winter-caught, and we must fail,"
said the dark dream, "and time is overcast."
-And woke into the night; but you were there,
and small as seed in the wild dark we lay.
Small as seed under the gulfs of air
is set the stubborn heart that waits for day.
I saw our love the root that holds the vine
in the enduring earth, that can reply,
"Nothing shall die unless for me it die.
Murder and hate and love alike are mine";
and therefore fear no winter and no storm
while in the knot of earth that root lies warm.”
Judith Wright

Rabindranath Tagore
“Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it is
beyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed by the rhythm of day
and night; it is not of the earth.
But your poet knows that its eternal hunger is for time and
space, and it strives evermore to be born in the fruitful dust.
Heaven is fulfilled in your sweet body, my child, in your
palpitating heart.
The sea is beating its drums in joy, the flowers are a-tiptoe
to kiss you. For heaven is born in you, in the arms of the mother-
dust.”
Rabindranath Tagore

Magpie Recollects (Literature & Fiction)
13 chapters   —   updated Mar 29, 2010 04:35PM
Description: Folktales from practically everywhere, synthesized and retold. Hoenir is not written to sound like Aristotle, I promise. (companion piece to "Story" and "Ragnarok Dreaming")
Story (Biographies & Memoirs)
2 chapters   —   updated Mar 29, 2010 04:34PM
Description: Not quite myth. Not quite memoir. Call it mythoir, I suppose.
Song for a Name (Poetry)
1 chapters   —   updated Mar 29, 2010 04:34PM
Description: twenty-two years old; free-verse myth/memoir, inspired by excessive exposure to Viking and Anglo-Saxon riddles; many layers of entendre; low-key/Loki anagram fun Every word is true.
Boxcars (Literature & Fiction)
1 chapters   —   updated Mar 29, 2010 04:33PM
Description: prelude to my second novel
Boston Suite (Poetry)
1 chapters   —   updated Mar 29, 2010 04:33PM
Description: eighteen years old, very much in love
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