The Owl by Ted Hughes
I saw my world again through your eyes
As I would see it again through your children's eyes.
Through your eyes it was foreign.
Plain hedge hawthorns were peculiar aliens,
A mystery of peculiar lore and doings.
Anything wild, on legs, in your eyes
Emerged at a point of exclamation
As if it had appeared to dinner guests
In the middle of the table. Common mallards
Were artefacts of some unearthliness,
Their wooings were a hypnagogic film
Unreeled by the river. Impossible
To comprehend the comfort of their feet
In the freezing water. You were a camera
Recording reflections you could not fathom.
I made my world perform its utmost for you.
You took it all in with an incredulous joy
Like a mother handed her new baby
By the midwife. Your frenzy made me giddy.
It woke up my dumb, ecstatic boyhood
Of fifteen years before. My masterpiece
Came that black night on the Grantchester road.
I sucked the throaty thin woe of a rabbit
Out of my wetted knuckle, by a copse
Where a tawny owl was enquiring.
Suddenly it swooped up, splaying its pinions
Into my face, taking me for a post.




SHAWN.. ME WID TEA .. AND ( MY ART WORK) OF ME.






The full quote from The Sheltering Sky, on Brandon's gravestone

Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don't know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It is that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don't know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps 4 and 5 times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless.

The Sheltering Sky, Paul Bowles, 1949


BLOOMING BEAUTIFUL......

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The Night lyrics

Artist - Frankie Valli And The Four Seasons

Album - Various Songs

Lyrics - The Night


Beware, of his promise
Believe, what I say
Before, I go forever
Be sure, of what you say

So he paints a pretty picture
And he tells you that he needs you
And he covers you with flowers
And he always keeps you dreamin

If he always keeps you dreamin
You won't fear the lonely hours
If a day could last forever
You might like your ivory tower

But the night begins to turn your head around
And you know you're gonna lose more than you've found
Yes, the night begins to turn your head around

Beware, of his promise
Believe, what I say
Before, I go forever
Be sure, of what you say

For the word become too easy
If you don't believe I'm leaving
And goodbye may come too quickly
If you think he really loves you

If you really think he loves you
You would give your love so sweetly
And the day would last forever
You would fall in love completely

But the night begins to turn your head around
And you know you're gonna lose more than you've found
Yes, the night begins to turn your head around