...so far has been the journey of the Genevan tunes.
The Turkish psalms of Polish Hugenot, Ali Ufkî, represent the convergence of Goudimel's Genevan melodies onto Ottoman musical tradition.
I note that the European Union and the Turkish Ministry of Cultural Affairs have...
"The hint half guessed, the gift half understood, is Incarnation."
Excerpt from T.S. Eliot, "The Dry Salvages" (No. 3 of "Four Quartets")
Text: The Dry Salvages
Audio: T. S. Eliot reading: The Dry Salvages
See Also: Zoomable Salvage Something
Flesh Word straddles the interface between idea and action. It's a kind of language game. In my head and heart are heavy, violent, dark things, as well as hopeful things. And to explain/express them, I'm limited when I resort to...
quietly siezed by the day,
waits, receives, depends, endures
takes taken-for-grantedness for granted
beams intentional passivity
into the bang of racous argument,
a provisional half moon
smiling, slow-roasted skeptic
Instead of looking at your limits as something bad, see them as blessings: gifts that ignite. Its not about breaking down borders, but pushing off of them.