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Month: July 2014

Alhemija muzike i svetlosti

Od svih mesta u našoj kući, u kuhinji se najlakše koncentrišem. Dok seckam, mesim, mešam, mutim, presipam, uvijam i izvijam, izmišljam, sledim uputstva i kršim pravila, uvek iznova pobeđujem sebe.
U kuhinji se osećam kao stvarateljka, kao večita studentkinja, kao vernica.
Smirenje kakvo pronalazim u kuhinji, ne nalazim ni u čitanju, ni u muzici, ni u jogi.
Ja meditiram dok perem posuđe. Continue reading

Going back

“I want to live simply.
I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on.”

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“I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove.”

 

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“I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to.”

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“I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself.”

 

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“I just want to be, boundless and infinite.”

Zalazak sunca i detinjstvo

Ne divim se više tako često zalascima sunca. Nekako ih propustim dok razmišljam o tome šta još sve treba da uradim dok devojčicama ne dođe vreme za spavanje, dok razmišljam o obrocima, pelenama, dok pokušavam u sebi dovoljno puta da ponovim sve ono što ću, verovatno, opet zaboraviti.
Međutim, poslednjih dana moja mlađa S. duže je budna preko dana, te više vremena provodimo napolju. Privikavanje na otvoren prostor je išlo teško, zaista. Prvo su me morila razmišljanja o svim obavezama koje ne stignem uvek da završim dok su devojčice u vrtiću i svašta nešto drugo mi je padalo na pamet što bi me vraćalo nazad u kuću.

Onda se dogodilo nešto što nije odavno. Vratio se onaj divni miris detinjstva, miris pokošene trave, vratila se slika zalaska sunca… nekako je sve ponovo doprlo do mene, posle toliko godina. Continue reading

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“What man most passionately wants is his living wholeness and his living unison, not his own isolate salvation of his “soul.”
Man wants his physical fulfillment first and foremost, since now, once and once only, he is in the flesh and potent. For man, the vast marvel is to be alive. For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive.

Whatever the unborn and the dead may know, they cannot know the beauty, the marvel of being alive in the flesh. The dead may look after the afterwards. But the magnificent here and now of life in the flesh is ours, and ours alone, and ours only for a time. We ought to dance with rapture that we should be alive and in the flesh, and part of the living, incarnate cosmos.

I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. My soul knows that I am part of the human race, my soul is an organic part of the great human soul, as my spirit is part of my nation. In my own very self, I am part of my family.

There is nothing of me that is alone and absolute except my mind, and we shall find that the mind has no existence by itself, it is only the glitter of the sun on the surface of the waters.”

D. H. Lawrence

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