Constant Companion.

When you are not here, I sleep on your side of the bed.....as if I could tumble into the ghost of your tenderness and smother the hole in my heart.
for Joao Pedro

this is what it's all about......

Purchase Street.My best friend Ali  and the love of my life Joao Pedro. I could not resist kissing his lovingness.....Ali is all about love and kindnesses.....Joao Pedro is my real thing,my real love.

RE:Duffy,Wilco,Belle and Sebastian,etc.....

 Duffy's "Rockferry" is a trip into a true humanness,Memphis and all....that would be manchester and liverpool to the rest of you.....I am constantly beholden,besmitten to/with Dusty Springfield (on our knees in homage,folks...) whenever I say or think the words music and Memphis together (Dusty In Memphis is STILL my favourite record of all time.)

Wilco's "Sky Blue Sky" and all of Belle and Sebastian's work is where it's at .....

I listen to Everything But The Girl, Serge Gainsbourg,Salvatore Adamo,Bitter:Sweet,Brazilian Girls, Supreme Beings of Leisure,Camera Obscura....and,of course...I am very fond of Dimitri From Paris.....

I also think Emma Bunton's "Free Me" album is the best thing since a good Petula Clark record....

RE:five favourite films?

This is difficult, as for every one I recall,I can think of another.......I shall say that these were the  "first favourites" to really effect me...humour, books, personality, LOVE. My netflix queue has 487 films in it, not including the 1021 I have already seen from the original queue...... books,records,films,kisses.....ahhhhhh......
French and Italian films really hold my interest,are my preference....that being said, I believe Almodovar to be the greatest contemporary film-maker....succeeding the earlier ranks of Truffaut,Fellini, and Pasolini,.............Antonioni,De Sica,Wertmuller,Allen,Bergman,etc..

Harold and Maude, Annie Hall, La Cage Aux Folles II, 84 Charing Cross Road and The Story of Adele H..

hypocracy

Elayne Boosler joke: “The Vatican is against surrogate mothers. Good thing they didn't have that rule when Jesus was born.”

night music

sleepy breeze of crickets and peepers......

seaside summer

 warm salted sea, eluvial sand, elutriating me......

Le vent.....

Je joue a contretemps. J'arrive a contretemps. Contre le vent.

•  Tu prefare aller avec le vent? Ou est-ce avec le courant?
  •  C'est mon destin,avoir contre le vent. Tristesse mais vrais.

only human......another planet...but human.

 There is a crack in everything,that's how the light gets in.-Cohen

My heart strecthes across the water.

 In islands men placed their ideal states...to reach felicity one must cross water. -CB Firestone

E o sentimento interior de que tudo é real, mas um sonho.

 To dream is to see from some vague distance shapes invisible,then with quickened motion of one's hope and will,to seek upon the cold horizon,tree and beach,flower,bird,and fountain-those kisses truth awards. -Fernando Pessoa

em Meu sangue

 The act of writing is a desperate and hopeless attempt to recapture lost knowledge,forgotten sensation,a vanquished sensate language-to remember all that is irretrievably lost.-Sebastiao do Canto e Castro

o oceano não é larga o suficiente ou profundidade suficiente para parar a busca do amor

 God gave the Portuguese a small country as cradle but all the world as their watery grave.-Padre Antonio Vieira

Eu também busca o mundo .... por amor

 God is everywhere but the Portuguese were there first.-Portuguese proverb

l'amour vient une fois je me souviens

 ‎"Why do we feel we belong in one place and not another?Why do we take a sudden liking to someone or something and despise another? Why do we fall in love with this person as opposed to any one of thousands of others? Perhaps ten or a hundred generations ago one of our ancestors loved one of theirs."-Darrell Kastin.

Je me tu souviens.

Tu te souviens de ça ?

for Joao Pedro

Three rules....

 ‎"Three rules to follow in life: Be kind, Be kind, Be kind."-Henry James

 

Open your heart.

Highland Summer

 Mountains,hills and fields,such beauty,peaceful in my soul......it's a highland love this summer through....

 

One of my songs is Highland Summer Love  .....sort of a joyous hand-clapping Laura Nyro shuffle kind of thing......riding with a friend under July northwest Connecticut skies this summer (2010) we emerged from a dense verdant covering of trees,damp,balmy in the heat...to a corner in the road ..at which the landscape completely dropped off below us and into the distance....a brilliant world of sun,trees ,villages and endless sky below and beyond. I gasped,speechless,heart-full.....and I remembered this young girl once me with a melody and lyric that burst into my head two decades ago...a similar moment.....and at first  chance, headed for my piano.

Many thanks and much love to Giuseppe.

merci Juillet .. mon mois préféré

 I am embraced by the steamed languidness of a July evening. I am moved by the breeze on my shoulders,through my skirts. My essential lonliness,the route through my creativity,is overcome and pales before the overwhelming beauty of the great green wonder of it all. 27 .7.10

Emma Reed Dunham 1928-2010

 Quelque lenteur qui traversait le jour,on auriat dit l'enterrement des reves..c'est le poete qui les rend a Dieu; sous un ciel sans fentes.-my thoughts inspired by an idea reading Rilke ....upon this mornings death of my dear Aunt Emmie 1928-2010.

• •  Some slowness across the day, like the burial of dreams..the poet offers them to God;under an unbroken sky.