Poetry, stories, art, and music from the desk of Jezzie G, a writer without a label
A Matter of Trust
Album: The Bridge
Date: 1986
Genre: Pop
Artist: Billy Joel
Billy Joel is a singer, songwriter, and pianist. His nickname is ‘Piano Man’ after his 1973 signature song. Billy Joel has had a successful solo career for over 50 years
Quand on n’a que l’amour
1957
Chanson Francaise
Jacques Brel
Popular music, Modern Chanson
Born: 8 April 1929, Schaerbeek, Belgium
Nationality: Belgian
Died: 9 October 1978, Bobigny, France
Brel was a singer, actor, and composer best known for composing and performing theatrical songs. He generated a large and devoted following across the world and is considered a master of the modern chanson
Landscape
c. 1904
Watercolour
Watercolour and crayon on paper
The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, USA
‘Landscape’ depicts a wide pathway through a woodland. Left and right of the centre indistinct groups of people walk along the path. Cross used watercolour as a medium to capture the transitory effects of nature.
Henri-Edmond Cross
Pointillism, Neo-Impressionism, Divisionism
Born: 20 May 1856, Douai, France
Nationality: French
Died: 16 May 1910, Salernes, France
Cross was a painter and printmaker, acclaimed as a master of Neo-Impressionism. He played a vital role in shaping the second phase of the movement and was a significant influence on Henri Matisse. Cross’s work was instrumental in the development of Fauvism
If I Could but Forget
1895
If I could but forget
The fullness of those first sweet days,
When you burst sun-like thro’ the haze
Of unacquaintance, on my sight,
And made the wet, gray day seem bright
While clouds themselves grew fair to see.
And since, no day is gray or wet
But all the scene comes back to me,
If I could but forget.
If I could but forget
How your dusk eyes look into mine,
And how I thrilled as with strong wine
Beneath your touch; while sped amain
The quickened stream thro’ ev’ry vein;
How near my breath fell to a gasp,
When for a space our fingers met
In one electric vibrant clasp,
If I could but forget.
If I could but forget
The months of passion and of pain,
And all that followed in their train–
Rebellious thoughts that would arise,
Rebellious tears that dimmed mine eyes,
The prayers that I might set love’s fire
Aflame within your bosom yet–
The death at last of that desire–
If I could but forget
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Born: 27 June 1872, Ohio, USA
Nationality: American
Died: 9 February 1906, Ohio, USA
Dunbar was a novelist, poet, and short-story writer, Dunbar was born in Ohio to parents who had been enslaved in Kentucky before the American Civil War. He was a child when he began writing stories and verse and his first poems were published in a Dayton newspaper when he was sixteen
Bird of Prey
Form: Monotetra
The falcon watches from the tree
Across the land, he looks to see
Seeking prey is his destiny
What will it be, what will it be
The falcon watches from the sky
On silent wings, he’s flying high
Watching the ground with an intent eye
Rabbit runs by, rabbit runs by
Falcon swoops to gather his prey
Talons grip as he flies away
His family will eat today
Later he’ll play, later he’ll play
©JezzieG2024
Day 105
Prompt: Is it ever okay to lie
Hi Nigel
‘Hiya! I so want to say it is never okay to lie’
So why don’t you?
‘We all lie sometimes, that’s why’
I guess we do
‘Well, in your case, you make a career out of it and write fiction’
Haha! I suppose that is true too, but is that really falling into the definition of lying
‘Show me foxes that actually wear high fashion and talk – we both know that is not true and is, therefore, a lie’
Yes, but it is storytelling and never meant to be factual. AND who says foxes and other animals cannot communicate with each other.
‘I don’t understand what they say’
You don’t understand what a French man says so that’s hardly demonstrative of an inability to communicate, is it?
‘Yeah, okay’
Besides, if we say fiction is lying, and therefore unacceptable guess who is going to go puff into non-existence
‘Good point – I’m not going puff yet’
I think we should take fiction out of the equation
‘Yes, but still we all lie sometimes’
I think so
‘But they are lies that are not meant to hurt anyone, quite the opposite’
Little white lies, but are they really, okay?
‘They may not be okay, but sometimes they are necessary, I think’
Normally it involves answering questions such as ‘does my bum look big in this?’
‘Exactly’
Seriously, answering things like that wrong and you end up getting a hell of a slap
‘That sounds like the vocals of experience’
Yeahp
‘Ouch! So it can be white lies to protect self as well’
Yes, definitely
‘So white lies should be okay if they stop someone, including ourselves, from being hurt’
I think we have to accept they have to be allowable
‘Whereas lies that are intent on misleading and ultimately causing harm are wrong, no ifs and no buts, unless its big butts in jeans’
Haha! I think that nails it quite nicely. See you tomorrow, Nige
©JezzieG2024
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