Holidays
by THE LONELY WILD
Get yourself together
Prepare for bad weather
Holidays are coming
To rip your heart open.
I’ll be in the kitchen
Fixing up a drink. Go
Put your face on
Pretend nothing’s wrong
Did you get just what you wanted?
Every year is haunted
With failure and promise
Keeping us honest
Go get yourself together
Prepare for bad weather
Holidays are coming
To rip your heart open
Just don’t freak out
Just don’t let me down
Feel the days falling
Early in the morning
Hide under the covers
Until you hear the fireworks
People start singing
Sleigh bells keep drinking
Miracles are waiting
To be found in the gutter
The myth, it hangs on us
Holding the promise
That you don’t have to worry
love is gonna conquer
Go get yourself together
Prepare for bad weather
Holidays are coming
To rip your heart open
Just don’t freak out
Just don’t let me down
Forget the moon
For though it’s trusty, it’s tiresome
It’s rusty and wearisome
Nightly repeating its toneless tune
Give me the stars
With their shimmering mysteries
Their glimmering reveries
Flooding my heart with dreams from afar
The world is built on beautiful things
[…] the temporal reality of nonhuman life is limited almost entirely to the present. In the worlds of the most advanced species there are slight extensions of that press to the immediate future and past. Chimps, for instance, can play hide-and-seek. But even for apes, time is always “banana now.” It is never “banana for my grandchildren yet to be born” or “banana last month.” […]
Members of our species were able to conceive and create the great cultural continuities of humankind – the arts, letters, and sciences – because the mind’s reality embraced the immensity of time from the distant pasts to distant futures […]
If in our individual and collective behavior we were to let our mental present deteriorate to a “banana-now” present – which is as close to the nanosecond world as we can get in practical terms – then we should lose the very capacity that built human civilizations. We should become the time-zombies of a banana-now republic.
Could this happen?
Yes, it could.
~Fraser, J. T. “Contemplating Nanoseconds: Preface to the Tempus Editions.” Time, the Familiar Stranger
A Dreamer’s feet are in the clouds
Their hearts are in their hands
Their heads are elsewhere
“I am a nomad and I am pissed off. So I will take a long walk.”
~EL FORASTERO
To fill a Gap
Insert the Thing that caused it –
Block it up
With Other – and ’twill yawn the more
You cannot solder an Abyss
With Air.
~EMILY DICKINSON
I have packed my parcels
Each, in hope, wrapped
With love
Bundled wants and dreams
Ideas of future things
And love
They fit in well-worn cases
Stamped from those past
I’ve loved
I stand gazing at the glowing way
Marked out with lighted signs
Of love
I leave them there, my precious packs
Unburdening my heart and mind
For love
I step into the shining path
With a wind behind my back
Towards love
A Lovely Wait
by NATHAN PARTAIN
I’ve seen great beauty in the starlit sky,
In the sweep of music, in my lover’s eyes,
But it has no weight apart from you.
I’ve sought for comfort, and I’ve scrounged for rest,
And I’ve searched for someway I could be content,
But the land is wanton, without you.
I’ve known man’s glory, just how it lasts,
With its fading flower and its witheried grass,
Cause There’s nothing living, without you.
I found innocence was stained, all the gold was lead,
I drank the ocean but I thirst again.
Cause the heart is restless without you.
So, I eat the dust, I wear the ash,
I bear the hunger, I keep the fast
It’s a lovely wait, to be with you.
I’m across from Canaan I’m looking in,
At the beautiful splendor of the Promised land,
But I will not enter, without you.
There is no affection, there is no feast,
There is no pleasure, there is no peace,
No, there is no heaven, without you.
So, I eat the dust, I wear the ash,
I bear the hunger, I keep the fast
It’s a lovely wait, to be with you.
I cry out in losses and I sing through wars,
For I know my Portion, my great Reward
It’s a lovely wait, to be with you.