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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 04:41 am
Leopold Stokowski
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Leopold Stokowski (born Antoni Stanisław Bolesławowicz April 18, 1882 in London, England, died September 13, 1977) was the conductor of the Cincinnati Symphony Orchestra, the Philadelphia Orchestra, the NBC Symphony Orchestra, Hollywood Bowl Orchestra and the Symphony of the Air. He was the founder of the New York City Symphony Orchestra and The American Symphony Orchestra. He arranged the music for and appeared in Disney's Fantasia. His popularity was such that he was caricatured in several Warner Bros. cartoons (including Long-Haired Hare) as Leopold.


Early life

He was son of Polish cabinetmaker Kopernik Józef Bolesław Stokowski and his Irish wife Annie Marion Moore. There is a certain amount of mystery surrounding his early life. For example, no one could ever determine where his slightly Eastern European, foreign-sounding accent came from as he was born and raised in London (it is surmised that this was an affectation on his part to add mystery and interest) and he also, on occasion, quoted his birth year as 1887 instead of 1882.

Stokowski trained at the Royal College of Music (which he entered in 1896, at the age of thirteen, one of the college's youngest students ever). He sang in the choir of St. Marylebone Church and later became Assistant Organist to Sir Henry Walford Davies at The Temple Church. At the age of 16, he was elected to membership in the Royal College of Organists. In 1900 he formed the choir of St. Mary's Church, Charing Cross Road. There he trained the choirboys and played the organ and in 1902 was appointed organist and choir director of St. James's Church, Piccadilly. He also attended Queen's College, Oxford where he earned a Bachelor of Music degree in 1903.

Professional career

In 1905 Stokowski began work in New York City as the organist and choir director of St. Bartholomew's Church. He became very popular amongst the parishoners (who included JP Morgan and members of the Vanderbilt family) but eventually quit the position to pursue a post as an orchestra conductor. He moved to Paris for additional study before hearing that the Cincinnati Symphony Orchestra would be needing a new conductor when it returned from a hiatus. So, in 1908, he began his campaign to obtain the position, writing multiple letters to the orchestra's president, Mrs. C. R. Holmes, and traveling to Cincinnati for a personal interview. Eventually he was granted the post and officially took up his duties in the fall of 1909.

Stokowski was a great success in Cincinnati, introducing the idea of "pop concerts" and conducting the United States premieres of new works by composers such as Edward Elgar. However, in early 1912 he became sufficiently frustrated with the politics of the orchestra's board that he tendered his resignation. There was a dispute over the resignation, but on April 12 it was finally accepted.

Two months later, Stokowski was appointed director of the Philadelphia Orchestra. Stokowski made his Philadelphia debut on October 11, 1912. This position would bring him some of his greatest accomplishments and recognition.

Stokowski rapidly garnered a reputation as a showman. His flair for the theatrical included grand gestures such as throwing the sheet music on the floor to show he did not need to conduct from a score. He also experimented with lighting techniques in the concert hall, at one point conducting in a dark hall with only his head and hands lighted, at other times arranging the lights so they would cast theatrical shadows of his head and hands. His hair, always unruly, he allowed to grow long, and he combed it straight back. This created a "lion's mane" effect that he carefully nurtured (his adopted first name "Leopold", means "lion-like"). Late in the 1929-30 season, he started conducting without a baton; his free-hand manner of conducting became one of his trademarks.

On the musical side, Stokowski nurtured the orchestra and shaped the "Stokowski" sound. He encouraged "free bowing" from the string section, "free breathing" from the brass section, and continually played with the seating arrangements of the sections as well as the acoustics of the hall in order to create better sound.

Stokowski's repertoire was broad and included contemporary works. In 1916, he conducted the United States premiere of Mahler's 8th Symphony. He added works by Rachmaninoff, Sibelius and Igor Stravinsky. In 1933, he started "Youth Concerts" for younger audiences which are still a Philadelphia tradition and fostered youth music programs. He was very much a man of his times, and he understood his times well. He was famous for transcribing many of the major organ works of J. S. Bach for Wagnerian-sized orchestra, his goal being to bring this magnificent music to a wider audience. While much admired in their day, these transcriptions are little played now, and widely considered by many to be bastardizations of the works. However, today the organ works of Bach are widely heard in their original form via recordings and concerts, much more so than during Stokowski's time. Whether his transcriptions encouraged that resurgence of interest in Bach's organ music or not is a subject of much debate.

After disputes with the board, Stokowski began to withdraw from involvement in the Philadelphia Orchestra from 1935 onwards, allowing then co-conductor Eugene Ormandy to gradually take over.

In 1940, Stokowski formed the All-American Youth Orchestra which took multiple tours overseas and was met with rave reviews. During this time he also become co-conductor of the NBC Symphony Orchestra with Arturo Toscanini.

In 1939, Stokowski collaborated with Walt Disney to create the movie for which he is best known - Fantasia. He conducted the segments for the "Toccata and Fugue in D Minor" and "Night on Bald Mountain/Ave Maria" and even got to talk to Mickey Mouse while onscreen.

In 1944, on the recommendation of Mayor Fiorello LaGuardia, Stokowski helped form the New York City Symphony Orchestra, aimed at middle-class workers. Ticket prices were set low and the times of concerts made it convenient to attend after work. Many early concerts were standing room only; however, a year later in 1945, Stokowski was at odds with the board (who wanted to trim expenses even further) and he resigned.

In 1945, Stokowski founded the Hollywood Bowl Symphony. The orchestra lasted for two years before it was disbanded. It was later restarted in 1991.

In the late 1940s, Stokowski became chief Guest Conductor of the New York Philharmonic. For nearly a decade, the NBC Symphony Orchestra was renamed as the Symphony of the Air and as such, performed many concerts from 1954 until 1963 under Leopold Stokowski as its Music Director . From 1955 to 1961, Stokowski was also the Music Director of the Houston Symphony Orchestra.

In 1962, at the age of 80, Stokowski founded the American Symphony Orchestra. He served as music director for the orchestra, until May 1972 ( Leon Botstein is the current conductor of the American Symphony Orchestra ) when, at the age of 90, he returned to England.

In 1976, he signed a recording contract that would have kept him active until he was 100 years old. However, he died of a heart attack the following year at the age of 95.

Stokowski made many recording premieres, including Sibelius's Fourth Symphony.


Personal life

Stokowski married three times. His first wife was the American concert pianist Olga Samaroff (born Lucie Hickenlooper) to whom he was married from 1911 until 1923 (one daughter: Sonia Stokowski, an actress). His second wife was Johnson & Johnson heiress Evangeline Love Brewster Johnson, an artist and aviator, to whom he was married from 1926 until 1937 (two children: Gloria Luba Stokowski and Andrea Sadja Stokowski). His third wife, from 1945 until 1955, was railroad heiress Gloria Vanderbilt (born 1924), an artist and fashion designer (two sons, Leopold Stanislaus Stokowski b. 1950 and Christopher Stokowski b. 1955). He also had a much-publicized affair with Greta Garbo in 1937-8.

Leopold Stokowski returned to England in 1972 and died there in 1977 in Nether Wallop, Hampshire at the age of 95.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leopold_Stokowski
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 04:46 am
Hayley Mills
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Hayley Catherine Rose Vivian Mills (born April 18, 1946) is a British actress.

She is the younger daughter of the late actor Sir John Mills, and the late playwright Mary Hayley Bell. She is also the younger sister of actress Juliet Mills, who appears on the U.S. soap opera Passions.

Mills was 12 when she was discovered by J. Lee Thompson, who was looking for a boy to play the lead role in Tiger Bay. She went on to take the lead in several other films, notably Whistle Down the Wind (1961). Hayley starred in the Disney Classic Pollyanna, a story about a young girl who moves in with her aunt.


Walt Disney's wife, Lillian Disney, loved her acting, and so she was contacted to participate in the Disney film The Parent Trap. She played a pair of twins who reunite their parents after a long time, and her acting earned her a special Oscar. Other Disney films in which she appeared included In Search of the Castaways, The Moon-Spinners, Summer Magic and That Darn Cat!. In 1998 she was awarded the prestigious Disney Legend award by The Walt Disney Company.

In 1971, when she was 25, she married Roy Boulting, then 58, who was 33 years her senior. They had one child, Crispian. Hayley and Roy divorced in 1977, when she was 31 and he 64. Crispian later became a singer known as Crispian Mills, and also as the lead guitarist for the defunct band Kula Shaker. Her second son, Jason Lawson, is the product of a 1970s relationship with British actor Leigh Lawson.

Mills has starred in many shows and plays since, more notably as the title character in Good Morning, Miss Bliss (the short-lived precursor to Saved by the Bell), and as Anna Leonowens in the British production of The King and I.

She made her Off-Broadway debut in Sir Noel Coward's Suite in Two Keys in 2000 opposite American actress Judith Ivey.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hayley_Mills

"Let's Get Together"
music and lyrics by Richard M. and Robert B. Sherman

Click here"Let's Get Together" sung by Hayley Mills

Let's get together, yeah yeah yeah.
Why don't you and I combine?
Let's get together, what do you say?
We can have a swinging time.
We'd be a crazy team.
Why don't we make a scene? Together.

oh, oh, oh, oh
Let's get together, yeah yeah yeah.
Think of all that we could share.
Let's get together, everyday
Every way and everywhere.
And though we haven't got a lot,
We could be sharing all we've got. Together.

Oh! I really think you're swell.
Uh huh! We really ring the bell.
Oo wee! And if you stick with me
Nothing could be greater, say hey, alligator.

Let's get together, yeah yeah yeah.
Two is twice as nice as one.
Let's get together, right away.
We'll be having twice the fun.
And you can always count on me.
A gruesome twosome we will be.
Together, yeah yeah yeah.
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 04:52 am
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 04:54 am
The office playboy had a date with an attractive young woman.
The next day someone asked him how things had gone.

"She uses too many four-letter words for me," was the reply.

"Really?"

"Yes," answered the playboy. "All evening long she was saying
'don't' and 'stop' and 'quit that.'"
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 05:43 am
Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.

edgar, those were great songs, Texas, and Letty knew not one; however I was aware of Lizzie Borden. I don't think there is any doubt that she probably was a problem child. Love it!

Hey, Boston Bob. You're up early today, hawkman. Hope your karaoke went well, and once again, thanks for your informative bio's. I read Compulsion. What a gruesome thing that was, and Clarence Darrow did well to save those two from capital punishment.

Hey, we love your joke today, but then there is always: "Don't stop". <smile>
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 06:03 am
Oh, yes. I meant to ask our audience if they are familiar with this song and the performer:

La Duesseldorf
» Viva

Vive le planet Terra
Terra
La vie l'amour et les enfants
Et toujours toujours l'amour
Es lebe unsre Welt
Die Liebe und das Leben
Es lebe uns're Welt
Terra nostra
Viva!
Viva viva
Terra nostra
Viva viva
Terra nostra
Viva viva
Terra nostra
Viva viva
Terra nostra
Viva viva
Terra nostra
Viva viva
All our love
All our life

Let that be for Francis and Walter.
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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 08:11 am
Just had only an idea ... and to look it up:

Quote:
LA DÜSSELDORF

Band founded in 1974 by drummer, guitarist, and singer Klaus Dinger (KRAFTWERK , NEU!),which was completed by other musicians including Nikolaus van Rhein (Keyboards, Synthesizer) Thomas Dinger (Vox, Percussion) Hans Lampe (Percussion, Elektronik), Harald Konietzko (Bass), and Andreas Schell (Piano).
La Düsseldorf was one of the most representative bands and ultimate survivors from the Krautrock scene.
The band recorded three legendary albums in a period of seven years, produced by the legendary Kraftwerk's producer Conny Plank.
Klaus Dinger has worked in different parallel projects including Die Engel des Herrn and La! Neu?.
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 08:22 am
Thanks, Walter. That song is odd, no?

Inspired by the Where Am I thread:

I Left My Heart In San Fransisco
(Cory George C. Jr./Cross Douglass)

The loveliness of Paris
Seems somehow sadly gay
The glory that was Rome
Is of another day
I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan
And I'm coming home to my city by the bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway to the stars!
And the morning fog will chill the air

My love waits there (my love waits there) in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco,
Your golden sun will shine for me!

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway to the stars!
And the morning fog will chill the air

I don't care

My love waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come

When I come home to you, San Francisco,
Your golden sun will shine for me! Yeah
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 09:40 am
Artist: Judy Garland
Song: Good Morning Lyrics


Good mornin', good mornin'!
We've danced the whole night through,
good mornin', good mornin' to you.

Good mornin', good mornin'!
It's great to stay up late,
good mornin', good mornin' to you.

When the band began to play
the sun was shinin' bright.
Now the milkman's on his way,
it's too late to say goodnight.

So, good mornin', good mornin'!
Sunbeams will soon smile through,
good mornin', my darlin', to you.

Here we are together,
a couple of stand-uppers.
Our day is done, breakfast time
starts with our supper.

Here we are together,
ah, but the best of friends must party.
So let me sing this party song
from the bottom of my hearty.

Good morning, it's a lovely morning.
Good morning, what a wonderful day.
We danced the whole night through.
Good morning, good morning to you.

I said good morning, see the sun is shinin'.
Good morning, hear the birdies sing.
It's great to stay up late.
Good mornin', good mornin' to you.

When the band began to play
the stars were shinin' bright.
Now the milkman's on his way,
it's too late to say goodnight.

Good morning, good morning!
Sunbeams will soon smile through.
Good mornin', good morning',
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 09:59 am
Good morning everybody.

And a Happy 59th Birthday to James Woods and a Happy 50th to Eric Roberts.

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yitwail
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 11:01 am
here's a famous morning song from Black Orpheus:

Manhã tão bonita manhã
Na vida uma nova canção
Cantando só teus olhos,
teu riso, e tuas mãos
Pois há de haver um dia
em que virás

Das cordas do meu violão
que só teu amor procurou
Vem uma voz
falar dos beijos perdidos
nos lábios teus

Canta o meu coração
alegria voltou,
tão feliz a manhã
deste amor
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 11:48 am
Well, listeners, it's the afternoon here.

Thanks to our Try for his great morning song from Judy. Love it, buddy.

Aha! and there's our Raggedy with pictures of James Wood and Eric Roberts? Thanks, PA. I have always loved their performances in the movies.

Mr. Turtle. I do believe that is a morning song in Portuguese via African frankophone. I never saw the movie, but I know that it is based on a myth. Orpheus and the underworld, right? Lovely in any language, Yit.

Speaking of movies, listeners. I saw Wesley Snipes in a great one last evening. Passenger 68, I believe and although I have never cared much for the man, he was really good in that one, and rather timely, I would say.
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 12:38 pm
The marvels of discovery, folks:

Manha de Carnaval and The day in the life of...............

A Day In The Life Of A Fool

A day in the life of a fool, a sad and a long lonely day
I walk the avenue, and hope I'll run into
The welcome sight of you, coming my way
I stop just across from your door, but you're never home any more
So back to my room, and there in the gloom
I cry tears of good bye
That's the way it will be every day in the life of fool

Cópia Agora
"um dia na vida de um tolo"

Um dia na vida de um tolo, de um dia só sad e longo
Eu ando a avenida, e esperança que eu funcionarei em
A vista bem-vinda de você, vindo minha maneira
Eu paro apenas transversalmente de sua porta, mas você é nunca home mais
Suporte assim a meu quarto, e lá no gloom
Eu grito rasgos de adeus
Aquela é a maneira que será cada dia na vida do tolo
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 03:10 pm
One of my favorites…

MEAT LOAF lyrics -
"Heaven Can Wait"

Heaven can wait,
And a band of Angels wrapped up in my heart,
Will take me through the lonely night,
Through the cold of the day.
And I know, I know,
Heaven can wait,
And all the gods come down here just to sing for me,
And the melody's gonna make me fly,
Without pain, without fear.

Give me all of your dreams,
And let me go alone on your way.
Give me all of your prayers to sing,
And I'll turn the night into the skylight of day.
I got a taste of paradise,
I'm never gonna let it slip away.
I got a taste of paradise,
It's all I really need to make me stay
Just like a child again.

Heaven can wait.
And all I've got is time until the end of time.
I won't look back.
I won't look back.
Let the altars shine.

And I know that I've been released,
But I don't know to where,
And nobody's gonna tell me now,
And I don't really care. No, no, no.
I got a taste of paradise.
That's all I really need to make me stay.
I got a taste of paradise.
If I had it any sooner you know
You know I never would have run away from my home.

Heaven can wait.
And all I've got is time until the end of time.
I won't look back.
I won't look back.
Let the altars shine.

Heaven can wait.
I won't look back.
Let the altars shine.
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 03:29 pm
Ah, Try. I love that lyric:

And an answer from heaven. <smile>



Angel Eyes
Words & Music by Earl K. Brent & Matt Dennis, 1946



C7 F G7 CM7 Am
Hey, drink up, all you people,

F7 G7 CM7 Am
And order anything you see;

Am Am+7 Am7 D
Have fun, you happy people --

F E7 Am Dm7 - E7
The drink and the laugh's on me.


Am Bb9 Am F7
Try to think that love's not around,

Am Dm Dm7 E7
Still it's uncomfortably near;

Am D9 Am Bb9
My poor old heart ain't gainin' no ground

Am Bb9 E7 Am
Because my angel eyes ain't here.


Am Bb9 Am F7
Angel eyes, the old Devil sent,

Am Dm Dm7 E7
They glow unbearably bright;

Am D9 Am Bb9
And need I say that my love's misspent,

Am Bb9 E7 Am
Misspent with angel eyes tonight?


F G7 CM7 Am
So drink up, all of you people,

F G7 CM7 Am
Order anything you see;

Am Am+7 Am7 D
Have lots of fun, you happy people --

Am Am+7 Bb9 E7
The drink and the laugh's on me.


Am Bb9 Am F7
Pardon me, but I gotta run --

Am Dm Dm7 F7 E7
The fact's uncommonly clear.

Am D9 Am Bb9
I gotta find who's now the number one

Am Bb9 E7 Am
And why my angel eyes she ain't here.

Dm Dm7 Bb9 E7 Am
'Scuse me while I dis - ap - pear.

Great chord changes, folks.
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 05:01 pm
"C7 F G7 CM7 Am"

Heaven sure has some strange lyrics. Laughing


Back on earth…

Artist : Joan Jett & The Blackhearts

Title : I Love Rock `N Roll


I saw him dancin' there by the record machine
I knew he must a been about seventeen
The beat was goin' strong
Playin' my favorite song
An' I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me, singin'

I love rock n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come an' take your time an' dance with me

He smiled so I got up and' asked for his name
That don't matter, he said,
'Cause it's all the same

Said can I take you home where we can be alone

An' next we were movin' on
He was with me, yeah me

Next we were movin' on
He was with me, yeah me, singin'

I love rock n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come an' take your time an' dance with me

Said can I take you home where we can be alone

An we'll be movin' on
An' singin' that same old song
Yeah with me, singin'

I love rock n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come an' take your time an' dance with me
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 05:31 pm
Ladies choice, Try? <smile>

Well, for no reason, this song by another Judy crept out:


GOLDEN APPLES OF THE SUN
Traditional Song - arranged and adapted by Judy Collins
© 1962 Universal Music Group (ASCAP)/ The Wildflowers Company (ASCAP)

I went out to the hazelwood
Because a fire was in my head
Cut and peeled a hazel wand
And hooked a berry to a thread

And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout

When I had laid it on the ground
And gone to blow the fire aflame
Something rustled on the floor
And someone called me by my name

It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And vanished in the brightening air

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone
And see her lips and take her hand

And walk through long green dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun

Wow!
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 07:39 pm
"...the world is too much with..." Letty tonight, listeners.

We do lay waste our powers.


But always,

From Letty with love.

Goodnight
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djjd62
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 08:29 pm
a great poem i rediscovered recently

Lament for the Dorsets
(Eskimos extinct in the 14th century A.D.)

Al Purdy

Animal bones and some mossy tent rings
scrapers and spearheads carved ivory swans
all that remains of the Dorset giants
who drove the Vikings back to their long ships
talked to spirits of earth and water
- a picture of terrifying old men
so large they broke the backs of bears
so small they lurk behind bone rafters
in the brain of modern hunters
among good thoughts and warm things
and come out at night
to spit on the stars

The big men with clever fingers
who had no dogs and hauled their sleds
over the frozen northern oceans
awkward giants
..............killers of seal
they couldn't compete with the little men
who came from the west with dogs
Or else in a warm climatic cycle
The seals went back to cold waters
and the puzzled Dorsets scratched their heads
with hairy thumbs around 1350 A.D.
- couldn't figure it out
went around saying to each other
plaintively
..............'What's wrong? What happened?
..............Where are the seals gone?'
And died

Twentieth century people
apartment dwellers
executives of neon death
warmakers with things that explode
- they have never imagined us in their future
how could we imagine them in the past
squatting among the moving glaciers
six hundred years ago
with glowing lamps?
As remote or nearly
as the trilobites and swamps
when coal became
or the last great reptile hissed
at a mammal the size of a mouse
that squeaked and fled

Did they realize at all
what was happening to them?
Some old hunter with one lame leg
a bear had chewed
Sitting in a caribou skin tent
- the last Dorset?
Let's say his name was Kudluk
carving 2-inch ivory swans
for a dead grand-daughter
taking them out of his mind
the places in his mind
where pictures are
He selects a sharp stone tool
to gouge a parallel pattern of lines
on both sides of the swan
holding it with his left hand
bearing down and transmitting
his body's weight
from brain to arm and right hand
and one of his thoughts
turns to ivory
The carving is laid aside
in beginning darkness
at the end of hunger
after a while wind
blows down the tent and snow
begins to cover him

After 600 years
the ivory thought
is still warm
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djjd62
 
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Reply Tue 18 Apr, 2006 08:37 pm
one more poem, my favourite dylan thomas piece

Fern Hill


Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light.

And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns
About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home,
In the sun that is young once only,
Time let me play and be
Golden in the mercy of his means,
And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves
Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold,
And the sabbath rang slowly
In the pebbles of the holy streams.

All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay
Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air
And playing, lovely and watery
And fire green as grass.
And nightly under the simple stars
As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away,
All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars
Flying with the ricks, and the horses
Flashing into the dark.

And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white
With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all
Shining, it was Adam and maiden,
The sky gathered again
And the sun grew round that very day.
So it must have been after the birth of the simple light
In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm
Out of the whinnying green stable
On to the fields of praise.

And honoured among foxes and pheasants by the gay house
Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long,
In the sun born over and over,
I ran my heedless ways,
My wishes raced through the house high hay
And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows
In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs
Before the children green and golden
Follow him out of grace.

Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me
Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand,
In the moon that is always rising,
Nor that riding to sleep
I should hear him fly with the high fields
And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land.
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
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