So long....

Goodbye, or rather “so long and thanks for all the fish”!! (from the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy).

There are some good creative contributions here from you as a group. Congratulations! I really do hope you keep your blog alive over the next two years, or for even longer, who knows? -creativity – memories – thoughts – comment and opinion.

I wish you all the very best in your next two years. I have enjoyed working with you this year and although the blog was less active than last semester, I hope it may continue to grow with energy, passion and caring.

Allyson

A concert in Lisbon - not to be missed 23 June CCB

BOOK OF LONGING[Music Theater] American Premiere Composed by Philip GlassSpoleto Festival USA presents the American premiere of Book of Longing, the long-awaited new concert work by Philip Glass, one of the most influential composers of our time, and based on legendary poet and singer Leonard Cohen's recently published poetry collection, his first in over 20 years. The culmination of years of admiration between two of the most celebrated musical artists of their generation, Glass sets Cohen's words – at once playful, erotic, meditative, and singularly provocative – to a new score performed by an ensemble of singers and musicians, drawn from indie rock, classical and new music circles. Glass himself plays keyboard.
At the LX concert Glass is playing solo.
Allyson

bend it like beckham

Brokeback Mountain Trailer

Bend it like Beckham Trailer

Past, Present and Future

Where did it go? Time goes by too fast.
Looking back, my days used to be spent working and I did not have much time for my family. My wife always said ‘You need to stop working like that. Spend more time with your children.’
She was right but I had my responsibilities. I had to provide for the family.
Now that I have all the time in the world, I do not have my family near me. My wife died ten years ago and my daughters got married.
They have their own families and live far from me. That is why they call me sometimes. They cannot visit me everyday.
Anyway, I am looking forward to next Saturday. My grandchildren are coming. I miss them.
I have many stories to tell them. They love fairytales.
I spoke to them on the phone yesterday. They sounded happy.
They sent me a postcard, a coloured one. With a rainbow, a house, two trees, me and Wrinkles. This is the name of my dog.
My grandchildren love Wrinkles, I can see them playing in the garden, destroying the flowers. I do not mind as long as they feel happy and do not hurt themselves.
Wrinkles is not young but he does not complain. He likes running around…
Today I am turning 76 and I have eternity to be with them.

Haiku poems

Certain summer nights
Shared with the silence
Broken by the wind.

Holding hands alone
Walking through the green forest,
Enjoying freedom...

Blistering light blinds
As the sun rises again
The night disappears.

Walking the fence line
Playing life's destiny.
This is our life.

Silence cased by calls
Calls from nobody to me,
Silent, cold whispers...