Showing posts with label Summertime. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summertime. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Midsummer Blues & Greys...


Summertime, child, and livin’s easy...
The Gershwin Bros. (via Billie Holiday, Janis Joplin, Ella Fitzgerald, Sarah Vaughan, Herbie Hancock, Joni Mitchell, Miles Davis, Chet Baker, John Coltrane....)

...wracked with traffic tickets, impending dental bills, internet problems...etc....etc....etc....escaping the coming heat wave, at least, to walk on a beach at one a.m....early enough even on the summer solstice to be suitably dark....some select stars shining through the eastern haze of humidity...listening to Richard Thompson through ipod headphones....

...everything you do leaves you empty inside,
time to ring some changes...

...maybe not quite so bad as all that, but he’s got a point....even later, inside reading Duino Elegies, salvaged, earlier, from my dad’s bookshelves...(soon to be emptied by people who get paid to dispose of stuff other people can’t bear to get rid of, themselves).....thinking I gotta get up early to take screens in to be fixed before the renters come next week....then coffee, air-conditioned yoga, and waiting for the cable company...a beach house ill-kept of late...where, if nothing else, I’ve done an awful lot of writing...among other things...in the past....now with a For Sale sign out front....finally, a long walk down to the point as the sun sets on this longest day of the year, its heat diminished with the light...another cosmic cycle moving along on its way...

Denn Bleiben ist nirgends.*
Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies





* For there is no remaining,
no place to stay (David Young, trans.).
For staying is nowhere (J.B. Leishman and Stephen Spender, trans.).




Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Summertime...and the Bloggin' is Lazy...


Summertime, and the livin' is easy...
Dubose Heyward

...anybody can get an ulcer working sixteen hour days on Wall Street...it take real skill to get one without doing much at all...been reading books by people like Chogyam Trungpa and Jon Kabat-Zinn...all about non-doing...which sounds good to me...though, despite all the time I’ve spent being lazy and not gettin' shit done, have never been too good at it...

...Kabat-Zinn says non-doing can arise within action as well as in stillness. The inward stillness of the doer merges with the outward activity to the extent that the action does itself...I tend to do the opposite...outer stillness merging with inward turmoil...which really doesn’t work out so well...so now I’m trying to meditate every morning...pre-coffee...and it’s been workin’ out...kinda...so far...wish me luck...

...right now sittin' on the front porch swing...we're finally getting some real heat this summer, though there's a nice intermittent breeze, at least...sweating and typing and listening to Summertime performed by Big Brother and the Holding Company (featuring Janis Joplin), Chet Baker, Herbie Hancock (featuring Joni Mitchell), John Coltrane, Miles Davis/Gil Evans, and Billie Holiday & Her Orchestra, as well as both live and studio versions of Summertime Blues by the Who, In the Summertime by Bob Dylan and Summertime Rolls by Jane’s Addiction...

...supposed to be getting work done, actually...but this weather makes me feel lazy...or, at least, that’s my excuse, today...

...been writing fewer blog posts lately...but that’s okay...couple months ago almost quit...wrote a rough draft of the final Yoga for Cynics post...had been putting an awful lot of time and effort into forcing myself to get one out at least every other day, only to look back at some really good earlier posts and think the blog was starting to suck...not to mention obsessing about blog stats that didn’t seem to go up no matter what I did...

...in the end, decided to quit checking stats and only write new posts when I feel inspired...or just happen to feel like it...or, like today, am too lazy to do anything else...and it's a lot better this way...