Sunday, 26 June 2011
From Zen Koans:
"77. No Attachment to Dust
Zengetsu, a Chinese master of the T'ang dynasty, wrote the following advice for his pupils:
Living in the world yet not forming attachments to the dust of the world is the way of a true Zen student.
When witnessing the good action of another encourage yourself to follow his example. Hearing of the mistaken action of another, advise yourself not to emulate it.
Even though alone in a dark room, be as if you were facing a noble guest. Express your feelings, but become no more expressive than your true nature.
Poverty is your teasure. Never exchange it for an easy life.
A person may appear a fool and yet not be one. He may only be guarding his wisdom carefully.
Virtues are the fruit of self-discipline and do not drop from heaven of themselves as does rain or snow.
Modesty is the foundation of all virtues. Let your neighbors discover you before you make yourself known to them.
A noble heart never forces itself forward. Its words are as rare gems, seldom displayed and of great value.
To a sincere student, every day is a fortunate day. Time passes but he never lags behind. Neither glory nor shame can move him.
Censure yourself, never another. Do not discuss right and wrong.
Some things, though right, were considered wrong for generations. Since the value of righteousness may be recognized after centuries, there is no need to crave an immediate appreciation.
Live with cause and leave results to the great law of the universe. Pass each day in peaceful contemplation."
One of my favourite zen koans.
Saturday, 25 June 2011
My first experience with "poetry competition" isn't a good one. I started posting my poems on a Slovenian poetry site/forum (pesem.si). And it worked something like this, you graded a poem with stars from 1 to 5, 1 being the lowest and 5 the highest. Of course I was stupid enough to grade poems as how they suited me, did the words take me, did they make me feel what the poet wanted me to feel, did they offer something new, and maybe a fresh perspective. And mostly I gave an average grade. Silly me, that's what I got back on my poems (it really makes you wonder who reads poems anyway). Some got angry and gave me just one star, and it was my grading that deserved that payback not my poem. Oh, it's like kindergarden.
I know that back then not all of my poems were good, for the most part, probably. But then again, I'm the harshest critic of my own work. I do believe though, that my poems recieved some bad grading for the use of English instead of Slovenian language. I believe I'm not the only one that can express herself better in a foreign lanugage. But that's another story. Do you believe there is such a thing as grading a poem? I find it very ... degrading (for the lack of a better word). Poetry is very individual, personal, more so than prose. And everyone has a different taste for it, like for music. If we look at facebook or youtube, where we went from stars to just like/dislike buttons. Comments, useful comments are scarce. Is it because poetry isn't very popular chose for reading? Or is it that now anyone can post poems online, and you get lost among them, searching for that one that would be perfect?
The reason why I'm writing about poetry competitions, well, grading poems, is that I've recently entered a Slovenian poetry competition. It's the first time that I did that. And there were no winners or losers, because there were to few entrees. But it was a competition that was perfect for me - visual poetry. You can find my contributions below (Wearing autumn and Secret are included in Colours of the sea, the last one is new).
The important thing to do is to continue what you do best, what you love and be true to yourself, other people may like it or not, but they should never get under your skin. I feel that writing poetry is a very personal thing, and you should enjoy those moments, not many people get to feel them.
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
I've known Sigur Ros for awhile now, and I loved most of their songs, I find them very inspirational.. poetry-wise. Samskeyti, for example, was behind my poem Of intimacy. And how great is it, that YouTube exists. Browsing it I found few songs by Jonsi&Alex and consequently Jonsi's album. This song, Animal Arithmetic, gave me that extra strength, that I needed these days.
Kolnidur on the other hand helped me to find that poetic side of me, that I put on hold in these racing days. Few evenings ago, I listened to it as I was getting ready to fall asleep... and as I started streching, my fingers found the words. Since I published Colours of the sea, my poetry picked another direction, it flows a bit differently, less like water and more like the wind. If that makes any sense to you.
I'm getting close to finishing my studies, and I'm looking ahead to where I'd like to work, what kind of work would suit me.. and nothing. There's always something. Somebody ahead of yourself. Prejudices. And I thought that by third year on this faculty I wouldn't be surprised by their doings anymore, but I still am. No wonder the state of midwifery is as it is. I feel like I'm searching for a place that is mine...but there is none. And the place I know that is, has been collecting dust.
This is a short post, but I'm planning on making a bigger music collection with similar kind of music. Follow if you're interested.
Enjoy these summer days,
as they slip thourgh our fingers like sand.
I'd like to start this collection with a favourite of mine:
Even without the surprising twist in the end, it would make a great story.
The Human voice by StoryCorps
Invention of love
Love the technique they used, even the use of shadows, is just enough to tell a moving story.
Heart of stone (music video)
I lived on the moon (music video)
Eye of the storm (music video)
For the end, something older:
Don't answer me
What are your favourite short animations?