Dazzle of Day
by Pablo Neruda
Enough now of the wet eyes of winter.
Not one single tear.
Hour by hour, green is beginning,
the essential season, leaf by leaf,
until, by spring’s name, we are summoned
to take part in its joy.
How wonderful, its eternal openness,
clean air, the promise of flower,
the full moon leaving
its calling card in the foliage,
men and women trailing from the beach
with a wet basket of shifting silver.
Like love, like a medal,
I welcome it,
I take it all in,
from south, from north, from violins,
from dogs,
lemons, clay,
from newly liberated air,
machines smelling of mystery,
storm-colored shopping,
everything I need:
orange blossoms, string,
grapes like topazes,
the whiff of waves.
I gather it up
endlessly,
effortlessly,
I breathe.
I dry my shirt in the wind,
and my opened heart.
The sky falls
and falls.
From my glass,
I drink
pure joy.
~ Pablo Neruda
NOTE: Photo of the bride and groom and officiant (aka Art Predator) by Sandy Grotsky.
I love this poem so much that, after a shaman smudged (the wedding site, those attending and the bridal party) and sent out prayers to the four directions, I started the wedding I officiated last Sunday with this poem by Pablo Neruda.
And I love this book so much, with its beautiful artwork, that I used it to “hold” the pages of the service. It was so important to me that when I realized it had been left behind in the bride’s hotel room, I ran next door to get it even though we were ready to start the wedding!
The wedding concluded with Neruda as well; here’s a link to the poem we did.
Other than starting an hour late, and a bit of a fiasco with the cold, sleepy butterflies, and that there were lots of children (the groom has triplets), and there were a LOT of moving parts, the wedding went really well.
People could even hear me–even though I wasn’t amplified! And they loved the service. Somehow I made the Christian mom happy, the Jewish mom happy, those hippy dippy artsy fartsy friends of ours happy, and most importantly, the bride and groom happy.
I even made me happy! I borrowed (from Bryan Legere at the Ventura Yoga Studio) a large heavy solid bronze Lord Ganesha to remove all obstacles (like my Hebrew) and Guan Yin was already in the house looking out for us with her thousand eyes and ready to reach out with one of her thousand hands to help perform whatever miracle we needed (like my Hebrew!). 
Plus, encouraged by the bride and groom to read some of my own work, I even read the last two stanzas of one of my poems from my new book of 3:15 experiment poetry Middle of the Night Poems from Daughter to Mother :: Mother to Son from en theos press 2011. It’s available in paperback (also from Amazon) or as an ebook. Read sample poems here. Read a review by Robert Peake here.
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Yesterday for Mother’s Day, at the Santa Barbara Museum of Art, I bought myself a book of Pablo Neruda poetry titled Intimacies: Poetry of Love translated by Alastair Reed and with rich earthen paintings of the body by Mary Heebner.
I read many of these poems aloud on our drive home (putting my son right to sleep but entertaining my husband!) A few years ago, also for Mother’s Day, I bought their previous collaboration which focuses on poetry of the sea with oceanic inspired paintings in blues and greens.
Tonight I am meeting with friends who are getting married on Saturday; I’ll be officiating their wedding. I’m going to share with them this book. In particular, I think they will like the following poem “Amor” or “Love” which ends the book.
Amor by Pablo Neruda
So many days, oh so many days
seeing you so tangible and so close,
how do I pay, with what do I pay?
The bloodthirsty spring
has awakened in the woods.
The foxes start from their earths,
the serpents drink the dew,
and I go with you in the leaves
between the pines and the silence,
asking myself how and when
I will have to pay for my luck.
Of everything I have seen,
it’s you I want to go on seeing:
of everything I’ve touched,
it’s your flesh I want to go on touching.
I love your orange laughter.
I am moved by the sight of you sleeping.
What am I to do, love, loved one?
I don’t know how others love
or how people loved in the past.
I live, watching you, loving you.
Being in love is my nature.
You please me more each afternoon.
Where is she? I keep on asking
if your eyes disappear.
How long she’s taking! I think, and I’m hurt.
I feel poor, foolish and sad,
and you arrive and you are lightning
glancing off the peach trees.
That’s why I love you and yet not why.
There are so many reasons, and yet so few,
for love has to be so,
involving and general,
particular and terrifying,
joyful and grieving,
flowering like the stars,
and measureless as a kiss.
That’s why I love you and yet not why.
There are so many reasons, and yet so few,
for love has to be so,
involving and general,
particular and terrifying,
joyful and grieving,
flowering like the stars,
and measureless as a kiss.
— Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda was born in 1904 in Chile; he died in 1973. His honors include sharing the World Peace Prize in 1950 with Paul Robeson and Pablo Picasso and the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1971.
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Yesterday after yoga, I sat in the dining room with two of the monks in charge at the An Lac Buddhist Mission in Ventura while a nun prepared some soup for us. We talked about a few topics including comparing the acts of a Christian Hitler with the Muslim Osama bin Laden, how the acts of a few religious fanatics impacts other members of the faith, and how celebrating the murder of one human, even someone like Osama bin Laden, diminishes all of us. The Buddhist way, as I understand it from our discussion, is to draw out the anger and hate and to replace it with compassion.
While we sat and reflected and discussed what messages Buddhism brings to make our world a better place, the Temple smelled heavenly with the preparation of vegetarian delights and buzzed with activity for tonight’s fundraising event to send both monks and money to Japan. In a week or so, Buddhist monks are flying to Japan from all over the world. They will gather near the nuclear reactor site at Fukishima to pray and they are bringing with them funds raised from their temples to help with the restoration and recovery process. Read on and learn how you can help.
Even if you can’t attend in person, you can light a candle at 8:30pm tonight Pacific time and join your prayers with ours.
CycloMAYnia Ventucky starts today with a First Friday 50s ArtRide Dance Party on 2 Wheels: The Greaser Bicycle Ball!
ArtRides are Free * Light Your Bike * Bring Your Mug & Money * Ride at Your Own Risk
ArtRides are Family Friendly: please use trailer bikes & burley trailers for children * We always meet at 5:30pm on the Ventura Beach Promenade & Ride at 6pm
TONIGHT’s ArtRide Route:
* Meet 5:30, start at 6pm at the Artists Union for Mb Hanrahan & Patty Kennedy‘s show Figuratively Speaking
* Ride up California then up Main to Kalorama and Front Street to see Ian McFadyen‘s photos at Kevin Eckert-Smith‘s gallery.
* Ride back to Main to El Jardin Courtyard to Kama Sutra Closet to my paintings then on to other Main St & Ventura Ave stops like the Museum and the WAV.
* Ride up Ventura Avenue to 432 N Ventura Ave to Bell Arts Factory & 643 Project Space.
* We’ll end up at Art City, 197 Dubbers off Olive and Rex near Vons.
Gonna be fun! Join us on wheels or on foot!
CycloMAYnia 2011: Ventura & SB Events
May is the perfect time to get your bicycle in gear and rolling around for some fun times! There are lots of CycloMAYnia events scheduled for Santa Barbara starting with a Bike Prom tonight; Ventura has a few events planned too, kicking it off with the First Friday 50s ArtRide & Greasers Bicycle Ball at Art City and including Bike to Work Day and the Bicycle Rodeo (still needed: volunteers and donations of kids bikes).
Read on for more news about events and links to more details.
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Guest Blogger Ron Wells writes today about seeing Dave Eggers and Patti Smith at the LA Times Book Festival last weekend. Read Ron’s review of Patti Smith’s National Book award winning autobiography Just Kids here.
A packed Bovard Hall on the University of Southern California campus waited in anxious anticipation for the appearance of two modern day artists who, for some at least, are also heroes.
Dave Uli
n introduced them as “role models,” and after a very short introduction, began asking questions that gave both writers the freedom to roam with their answers.Patti began by talking about how she began to concentrate on prose after “leaving public life in 1979.” She said “Coral Sea” was her personal letter to Robert Mapplethorpe which encapsulated her grief, but that Just Kids was fulfilling her promise to Robert to write their story.
Dave Eggers, extremely humble throughout, began by saying it was “surreal” to be on the same stage as Patti, and then said that A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius was written 10 years after his parents death. Read more…
poetry: incense + prayer
There is only so much incense can do
once mustiness has set in. I lit it
anyway prayed that I could continue
in that partnership simply because it
was easier than not simply because
it was easier to light incense then
to get flames going where there had never
really been a fire easier until
I met my match flame struck fire leapt and I
burned elsewhere
I wrote the first draft of this poem in Danika Dinsmore’s Poetry BootCamp during Ojai WordFest. In this case, the speaker in the poem (the “I”) is not really me, the poet writer of the poem.
For more of my poetry and other news from my part of the world, please subscribe to this blog in the upper right hand corner! You can also check out my new collection 3:15 experiment poetry Middle of the Night Poems from Daughter to Mother :: Mother to Son (en theos press 2011). Read sample poems here. Read a review by Robert Peake here.
I will be reading poems from my new book on Wednesday May 4 in the 11am hour on KKZZ 1400AM; it will also air at the same time online so please listen and call in!
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This weekend, The Promise: The Making of “Darkness on the Edge of Town” a documentary film by Thom Zimny, will be shown around LA with 50% of ticket sales going to bicycle education and advocacy. Just purchase your ticket at the door or online and 50% of all sales will benefit the only County-wide bicycle advocacy nonprofit that works to make LA County a more bike-able place: LACBC!
And you should go see it! And not just because it is a good cause, near and dear to this Art Predator’s heart!
You see, last November 2010, Bruce Springsteen released Darkness on the Edge of Town a 5 cd box set that includes 2 cds of extra material that were written back then and never released–or material given away like the Patti Smith success “Because The Night.”
In this Bruce Springsteen obsessed household (and blog!), it was a red letter day–marked on the calendar and with a daily countdown with as much fanfare as if it was opening day for the baseball season!
Why? Because this is a box set like no other–especially for Springsteen fans! And a huge reason is the documentary film, The Promise: The Making of “Darkness on the Edge of Town.”
The Promise: The Making of “Darkness on the Edge of Town” offers a concert film, unreleased material, a documentary and more related to making of an album that was never released until now–the title comes from one of the songs from these sessions. People who heard it on bootleg or in concert wondered why it was never relesead. Most people never even heard it because he didn’t play it a lot.
The film shows his struggles in making Darkness on the Edge of Town Read more…
Tonight Dengue Fever will show up at Soho, a groovy intimate upstairs joint with an outdoor balcony just off State Street in Santa Barbara to play their wild psychedelic surf rock take on world music, particularly the Cambodian pop sounds of the 60s. As the LA Times put it, Dengue Fever offers “world music for the cool kids.” While I’m writing up this post, I’m listening to their brand new release Cannibal Courtship which they posted on youtube in early April:
Dengue Fever and this new album has everything I want in a band: lots of fat sax (ahh, memories of Morphine), great lyrics (ok, the ones in English, I can’t speak about the ones in Khmer, the language of Cambodia), and you ca
n even dance to much of it! Which you’d expect if you know the pedigree of the band: rumor has it many members are LA studio musicians and vocals are by Chhom Nimol (pictured on the album cover), well-known in Cambodia as a singer before she came to the US. The band was started in 2001 by brothers Zac Holtzman and Ethan Holtzman. They’re joined by Senon Williams, David Ralicke (who was also in one of my favorite LA bands, Brazzaville and gave that band and this one its distinctive horn sound) and Paul Smith.
At about 10 minutes into the video–or into the album, just when you least expect it, Read more…
The Dalai Lama is almost here! And Ventura Buddhist Study Center is doing a retreat this weekend too!
According to an article in Saturday’s LA Times, The InsightLA meditation center is bringing Robert Thurman to the Broad Stage in Santa Monica on April 30 for an evening of guided meditation, teaching and conversation.
Starting Sunday May 1, the Dalai Lama is scheduled to give a number of public talks in Los Angeles, Long Beach and Irvine over several days before he moves on to other states. Locally these include: Read more…
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