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Stephen is a playwright and author of The Marriage of True Minds, The Island of Always, Painting Sunsets, A Transcendental Journey, and Funny Thing Is: A Guide to Understanding Comedy

Sonets from the Chesapeke

Sonets ebook cover march 2022

The second edition of Sonets from the Chesapeke is available today, with additional sonets (the sonets have two five line stanzas with a concluding couplet).

 

Here are a couple:  

 

  His Joy

 

Toss a coin into a lake. Go ahead.

Just please be sure to miss the (friendly) fish.

They were there first. If you wish to wait

until the wave is gone, get comfortable.

It’s never gone, just beyond your vision.

 

His joy was like a wave,

Splash like laughter, washing wavering

Flowing out in all directions

Was all we saw, all we could see.

But I’ll tell you—this I know.

 

Such joy in life could never dissipate.

Touch the water. Hear it laugh.

 

  Night of the Harvest

 

Night of the harvest I dive in,

swimming toward the bay.

The moon rented the creek for the night

But didn’t mind our play

Or wouldn’t say

 

If it did. The water warm

from the day, still, still

in the breathless calm, the stars shuttered

at the moon’s will,

and ours, until

 

you. We float, touch, hold, part,

Within, the gravity of absent stars.

 

 

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Musical Dimensions

Johann Sebastian Bach

 

This is something called Watchathon week on cable here, where they give free access to various channels. One was a classical music channel and I listened to two Ascension Oratorios, one by CPE Bach and one by his father JS Bach.

 

CPE was first and was wonderful, a joyful musical experience. But when the first phrases of the JS rang out, you knew you knew you were listening to something more. I tried to classify the difference, since the instruments and singers were all the same. It's like JS gives you access to another musical plane, that few others have access to. He opens a door that others have no key to. You have musically ascended.

Have to ponder this more. 
 
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Ken Hartke
Now I have to track down the oratorios!! Ken
Friday, 13 May 2022 19:21
Stephen Evans
Well worth it Ken!
Saturday, 14 May 2022 20:18
Rosy Cole
Ah, J S Bach, God's coder of harmony!
Wednesday, 18 May 2022 16:54
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The Uses of Adversity

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"Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,

Hath not old custom made this life more sweet

Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods

More free from peril than the envious court?

Here feel we but the penalty of Adam,

The seasons' difference, as the icy fang

And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,

Which, when it bites and blows upon my body,

Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say

'This is no flattery: these are counsellors

That feelingly persuade me what I am.'

Sweet are the uses of adversity,

Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,

Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;

And this our life exempt from public haunt

Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,

Sermons in stones and good in every thing.

I would not change it."

 

William Shakespeare

As You Like It

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Stephen Evans
This was my speech when I played Duke Senior (and directed) As You Like It - With Midsummer Night's Dream the play has become my f... Read More
Sunday, 09 January 2022 17:45
Rosy Cole
That I should like to have heard :-) Am quite in tune with the sentiments here, particularly the last four lines.
Sunday, 09 January 2022 22:33
Stephen Evans
Those are my favorite too.
Monday, 10 January 2022 13:52
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Christmas Memory

 

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There was a Christmas long ago

And I was there and so were you,

And when we gathered by the tree

Joy had had gathered too.

 

And there were gifts and there was food

And there was laughter and surprise

And you would open gifts of mine

And love was in your eyes.

 

And on that Christmas long ago

As we sat round the table (square)

We spoke of family and friends

Who were no longer there

 

To share that Christmas long ago.

And now I wonder whether you

Gather by a tree somewhere

Remembering me too.

 

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Ken Hartke
Touching. And all so familiar. Thanks for the memories.
Sunday, 26 December 2021 23:12
Rosy Cole
Wistful. You do 'wistful' so well. :-)
Thursday, 30 December 2021 22:49
Stephen Evans
It is something so many feel around the holidays, especially as you get older. Today's joys seem inevitably to be qualified by the... Read More
Sunday, 02 January 2022 16:03
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