The Loved One
The wind dared not speak
eavesdropping
on the sonorous whispers of those ancient trees:
confusing euphony
sublime cacophony
He too was afraid, of
the marionettes dancing
abandoningly
amongst
the deepest shadows
of her eyelashes imperceptible
Stained-glass velvets drawing upon the Parisian dusk
set your eyes ablaze, and
turned the River ravenously technicoloured—
bejewelled everything magnificently martial.
Rilke's Rose-Window, disappearing
into a gluttonously musical sky.
—So much to say—
(that one must pass over in silence)
But is not all fair in Love and War?
“I don’t think these [words] are any good,” said she.
“You are my poetry,” said he.
~by Ting-Jen Hwang
+++The tree from whose flower
This perfume comes
Is unknowable.
~Matsuo Basho (1644-1694)
+++*And... Heifetz’s hauntingly electrifying rendition of Vitali’s Chaconne, with organ. It is perhaps my favourite version of this masterpiece.




























Gjon Mili's portrait of Jascha Heifetz is so brilliant that it instantly brings me Heifetz's playing to mind. Sometimes when I listen to Heifetz I just don't feel he was human at all, esp. in pieces like Lalo or Sibelius. It isn't difficult to imagine that Heifetz's electrifying energy used to send his audience straight to 'hysteria'. Just like his ability to scare away as many students as he attracted.



