have honed me, half owned me

A LOVELY LOVE Let it be alleys. Let it be a hallWhose janitor javelins epithet and thoughtTo cheapen hyacinth darkness that we soughtAnd played we found, rot, make the petals fall.Let it be stairways, and a splintery boxWhere you have thrown me, scraped me with your kiss,Have honed me, have released me after thisCavern kindness, smiled away our shocks.That is the birthright of our lovely loveIn swaddling clothes. Not like that Other one.Not lit by any fondling star above.Not found by any wise men, either. Run.People are coming. They must not catch us hereDefinitionless in this strict atmosphere. -Gwendolyn Brooks,…

completed partly (2)

+++ Nor will his vision of the beautiful take the form of a face, or of hands, or of anything that is of the flesh. It will be neither words, nor knowledge, nor a something that exists in something else, such as a living creature, or the earth, or the heavens, or anything that is — but subsisting of itself and by itself in an eternal oneness, while every lovely thing partakes of it in such sort that, however much the parts may wax and wane, it will be neither more nor less, but still the same inviolable whole. Symposium¬†…

completed partly

+++ They both smiled, standing there. They both felt a common hilarity, excited by the moving waves; and then by the swift cutting race of a sailing boat, which, having sliced a curve in the bay, stopped; shivered; let its sails drop down; and then, with a natural instinct to complete this picture, after this swift movement, both of them looked at the dunes far away, and instead of merriment felt come over them some sadness–because the thing was completed partly, and partly because distant views seem to outlast by a million years (Lily thought) the gazer and to be…

two-hearted

+++ Heart, my heart, so battered with misfortune far beyond your strength, up, and face the men who hate us. Bare your chest to the assault of the enemy, and fight them off. Stand fast among the beamlike spears. Give no ground; and if you beat them, do not brag in open show, nor, if they beat you, run home and lie down on your bed and cry. Keep some measure in the joy you take in luck, and the degree you give way to sorrow. All our life is up-and-down like this. -Arkhilokhos 67,¬†trans. R. Lattimore +++ Batter my…

twin compasses are two

+++ He took the golden compasses, preparedIn God’s eternal store, to circumscribe This universe, and all created things: One foot he centered, and the other turned Round through the vast profundity obscure; And said, Thus far extend, thus far thy bounds, This be thy just circumference, O world, Thus God the Heaven created, thus the earth, Matter unformed and void: Darkness profound Covered the abyss: but on the watery calm His brooding wings the spirit of God outspread, And vital virtue infused, and vital warmth Throughout the fluid mass; but downward purged The black tartareous cold infernal dregs, Adverse to…

study in water

+++ Well, after this, said Socrates, when I was worn out with my physical investigations, it occurred to me that I must guard against the same sort of risk which people run when they watch and study an eclipse of the sun; they really do sometimes injure their eyes, unless they study its reflection in water or some other medium. I conceived of something like this happening to myself, and I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other senses I might blind my soul altogether. So I decided…