sábado, 24 de noviembre de 2018

Summer day. Mary Oliver poem.

I’d like to share with you a poem by Mary Oliver called “Summer Day.”
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean—
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?
What is it you plan to do with this wild and precious life that has been given to you?




De un artículo escrito por Blanche Hartman, Just to live is enough,  en la revista Lion´s Roar.

https://www.lionsroar.com/just-to-be-alive-is-enough/?mc_cid=b09169f458&mc_eid=cc0f3c421f

lunes, 19 de noviembre de 2018

Música en la calle. Atacapaca - El Rastro Madrid


Un grupo diverso y divertido... que toca por las calles de Madrid. Su CD El Museo de la Radio recoge canciones de todo tipo en versiones absolutamente delirantes y jaleadas por ese público entusiasta que se las sabe o no pero que sonríe y baila melodías interpretadas por unos músicos espectaculares.

A veces tocan en el Rastro, otras por las calles del centro de Madrid, Preciados por ejemplo. Si los encuentran les alegrarán la mañana, seguro.

https://atacapaca.bandcamp.com