“If a sadness rises in front of you, larger than any you have ever seen; if an anxiety, like light and cloud-shadows, moves over your hands and over everything you do. You must realize that something is happening to you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall.” Letters to a young poet, Rainer Maria Rilke
A friend just gave me this book, I started yesterday… Untill the first letter, I feel close and concern, I imagine I could be this young poet. It remind me this selfportrait done in Arles (South of France) 2 or 3 years ago…. go into yourself and see how deep the place is…
in english http://www.carrothers.com/rilke1.htm
in french http://beq.ebooksgratuits.com/classiques/Rilke_Lettres_a_un_jeune_poete.pdf page 8
To inaugurate the launch of this blog, I’d like to present an audio piece, a small tale of a young girl and her desire to fly. It was produced several years ago but contained within are themes still relevant. What you hear is my voice and my story, one of many.