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Carmen Lobo✔

Carmen Lobo✔ has written 388 posts for ART & Thoughts

“For Sile” Wei Wu Wei / Saul Leiter

When the beetle sees, it is I that am looking, When the nightingale sings, it is I that am singing, When the lion roars, it is I that am roaring. But when I look for myself, I can see nothing — for no thing is there to be seen. Síle cannot see me either, for when … Continue reading

A streetcar named desire : Tennessee Williams

BLANCHE: I don’t want realism. I want magic! [Mitch laughs] Yes, yes, magic! I try to give that to people. I misrepresent things to them. I don’t tell truth, I tell what ought to be truth. And if that is sinful, then let me be damned for it!–Don’t turn the light on! [Mitch crosses to … Continue reading

The Street: Stephen Dobyns / Balthus

The Street Across the street, the carpenter carries a golden board across one shoulder, much as he bears the burdens of his life. Dressed in white, his only weakness is temptation. Now he builds another wall to screen him. The little girl pursues her bad red ball, hits it once with her blue racket, hits … Continue reading

A Child of Our Time: Michael Tippett

A Child of Our Time is a secular oratorio by the British composer Michael Tippett (1905–98), who also wrote the libretto. Composed between 1939 and 1941, it was first performed at the Adelphi Theatre, London, on 19 March 1944. The work was inspired by events that affected Tippett profoundly: the assassination in 1938 of a German diplomat by a young Jewish refugee, … Continue reading

Return to My Native Land: Aimé Césaire

My far distant happiness which makes me aware of my true misery: a lumpy road plunging into a hollow where it scatters a handful of huts: a tireless road charging at full speed towards a hill at whose top it is brutally drowned in a stagnant pool of dwarfish houses, a road madly climbing, recklessly … Continue reading

Ask Me by William Stafford

Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made. Ask me whether what I have done is my life. Others have come in their slow way into my thought, and some have tried to help or to hurt: ask me what difference their strongest love or hate has made. I will … Continue reading

Pardonner : Jacques Derrida

Pardon, oui, pardon. Je viens de dire« pardon», en français. Vous n’y comprenez sans doute rien, pour le moment. «Pardon.» C’est un mot, « pardon », ce mot est un nom : on dit « un pardon »; « le pardon ». C’est un nom de la langue française. On en trouve l’équivalent homonymique, à … Continue reading

The Absence by Paul Eluard / Gabriele Münter

I speak to you across cities I speak to you across plains My mouth is upon your pillow Both faces of the walls come meeting My voice discovering you I speak to you of eternity O cities memories of cities Cities wrapped in our desires Cities come early cities come lately Cities strong and cities … Continue reading

Pleasures – Bertolt Brecht / Alice Neel

First look from morning’s window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons The newspaper The dog Dialectics Showering, swimming Old music Comfortable shoes Comprehension New music Writing, planting Traveling Singing Being friendly Vergnügungen Der erste Blick aus dem Fenster am Morgen Das wiedergefundene Buch Begeisterte Gesichter Schnee, der Wechsel der Jahreszeiten … Continue reading

By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept : Paulo Coelho

But he went on. “For the past two weeks, I haven’t been able to stand the sadness in my soul. I went to my superior and told him what was happening to me. I told him about my love for you and what had begun when we were taking the inventory.” A light rain began … Continue reading

How to Live Together – Roland Barthes / Christian Nyampeta

SESSION OF MARCH 16, 1977  ÉCOUTE / HEARING Hierarchy of the fi ve senses: not only is it different for animals and for man (dogs: smell → hearing → sight), it’s changed over the history of humankind. Febvre: 1  medieval man: the prevalence of hearing over sight; then, since the Renaissance, a reversal. A culture … Continue reading

Qu’est-ce que l’acte de création ? Gilles Deleuze

  Pour le philosophe Gilles Deleuze (1925-1995), l’œuvre d’art est irréductible au champ de la communication et constitue un moyen de s’opposer aux injonctions du pouvoir. Créer, c’est résister à ce qui entend contrôler nos vies. par Gilles Deleuze La communication, c’est la transmission et la propagation d’une information. Or, une information, c’est quoi? Ce n’est pas … Continue reading

The Meek One: Fyodor Dostoyevsky / Ian Webb

Only five minutes too late But is it really? is it really probable? Can one really say that it was possible? Why, for what reason did this woman die? oh, believe me, I understand; but why she died is still a question. She was frightened of my love, she asked herself seriously whether she should … Continue reading

The unbearable lightness of being – Milan Kundera

The priest intoned words in a singsong voice, and the people repeated them after him in unison. It was a litany. The same words kept coming back, like a wanderer who cannot tear his eyes away from the countryside or like a man who cannot take leave of life. She sat in one of the … Continue reading

Apollinaire Guillaume – Pont Mirabeau / Jean Louis Trintignant

Sous le pont Mirabeau coule la Seine Et nos amours Faut-il qu’il m’en souvienne La joie venait toujours après la peine Vienne la nuit sonne l’heure Les jours s’en vont je demeure Les mains dans les mains restons face à face Tandis que sous Le pont de nos bras passe Des éternels regards l’onde si … Continue reading

Georges Bataille: The Impossible

“After all, the moment of ruin, when you don’t know if you’re going to laugh or cry, if it weren’t for the fatigue, the sensation of musty eyes and mouth, of nerves slowly worn out, has the greatest leaping power.  Later at the window (at the moment when the unpredictable light of a lightning flash … Continue reading

A dream within a dream: Edgar Allan Poe

  Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow — You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the … Continue reading

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