Be helpless, dumbfounded,
Unable to say yes or no.
Then a stretcher will come from grace
to gather us up.
We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty.
If we say we can, we’re lying.
If we say No, we don’t see it,
That No will behead us
And shut tight our window onto spirit.
So let us rather not be sure of anything,
Beside ourselves, and only that, so
Miraculous beings come running to help.
Crazed, lying in a zero circle, mute,
We shall be saying finally,
With tremendous eloquence, Lead us.
When we have totally surrendered to that beauty,
We shall be a mighty kindness.
Image from American Vogue, January 2011
O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
And therefore as a stranger give it welcome.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Hamlet Act 1, scene 5
Images from the Hubble Telescope, via The New Yorker
“A library is a place where you can lose your innocence without losing your virginity.” Germaine Greer
This picture was sent to me by a dear friend. It looks like a Dutch oil painting, and I love the muted colours and rich fabrics. It’s actually a still from the 1979 film Nosferatu the Vampyre, which is a shame because I will probably never be brave enough to watch it.