I said so little.
Days were short.
Short days.
Short nights.
Short years.
I said so little.
I couldn’t keep up.
My heart grew weary
From joy,
Despair,
Ardor,
Hope.
The jaws of Leviathan
Were closing upon me.
Naked, I lay on the shores
Of desert islands.
The white whale of the world
Hauled me down to its pit.
And now I don’t know
What in all that was real.(Translated by Czeslaw Milosz & Lillian Vallee)
Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.
Louis Kahan
Louis Kahan
Poetry So Little by Czeslaw Milosz
John Hardy - Calm Space
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHYf6j8VEfI
“Calm Space is in a cycle of songs called ‘Spaces - Beyond the End of the World’ which explores the idea of a great journey - perhaps an inner journey, or a final journey, or perhaps a journey to a new and uncharted realm beyond all that is known.
The music meditates on the idea of the vast worlds that exist nearby-around us as we travel, under the ground we walk on-but always beyond reach and understanding, as well as concepts of solitude and awe…”






