February 26, 2010

Discovering Robert Frost




“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.”

Robert Frost (American poet, 1974-1963)

February 23, 2010

Every Day Without Fail



Every single day
I wake up and I fall asleep
I play it down, I´m just skin-deep
I´m fighting with my creep fatigue
I´m watching golden comets fleet
Every day without fail

Every single day
You wash your face and sing aloud
You tune the strings, you chase the clouds
You´re struggling with a little doubt
You´re wondering what it´s all about
Every day without fail

Every single day
My legs transport me to some place
Whereas you´re busy filling space
Two souls entangled in a race
Would you misgive me, face to face?
Every day without fail

Every single day
The quality of mercy isn´t strained
Make glorious summer of our discontent
To do a great right, do a little wrong
If music be the food of love, play on!
Every day without fail

***************

Alice McDuff ~ 23 February 2010

Photo by forestgladesinwander

Last stanza inspired by William Shakespeare

February 10, 2010

About Love

When did YOU last hear somebody tell you "I love you" - for the first time?

*****

Last week was a difficult, an exhausting week! The cold, the snow, a lot of work, many deadlines, changes, multiplied lack of sleep, piercing eye teeth and the terrible twos didn´t make it easier.

And the day before yesterday, it seemed as if everything reached a peak: So I literally passed out, at least momentarily... that happened in front of my computer at work, not in the car, thank God!

In the evening, I tried to put my little girl to sleep. But she obviously had something to settle at first. She was excited, and though she already speaks quite well, even 3 or 4 word sentences (sort of "sentences") she´s only 21 months old. So she obviously had to centre herself, and concentrate. First of all, she forced me to calm down. She said (in German): "Mama da liegen!" (Translation: "Lay down here Mum!") and pointed at my bed. Then she climbed the bed, cuddled up to me as close as possible and exclaimed, with a deep sigh: "Meine Mama! MEINE Mama! MEINE MAMA!" ("My Mum! MY Mum! MY MUM!"). Her rosy, little face came even closer, she put her cheek to my cheek - peaches and cream



February 03, 2010

Nothing Broke




Nobody knows
Nobody cares
Nobody bothers to ask
Nobody dares

However
What an easy answer
It would be: inside of me
Nothing broke, you see?

If the key got lost
I have the double
I kept it through
Any kind of trouble

Whatsoever
I wear it on my chest
Close to my heart
Between my small breasts

Right there it is:
Warm, full and clear
It´s alive, it´s real
It doesn´t count or deal

It is simply love
Nothing more or less
It´s an imperative feeling
Not a game of chess

So truly, by now
Guess it´s needless to say:
Nothing broke forever
Today is just another day.

********

Alice McDuff – 3 February 2010


photo by squeakypeach4