Top of the New Year to You.

December was a busy month and I missed my monthly blog due to a mid month turn over of managing the site myself, many thanks to Tyler Vreeling of Fat Crow Design.

With the New Year beginning, I am offering a beautiful poem of arrival by Swedish poet, psychologist, and translator Tomas Transtromer written in 1954. Considered one of the most important Scandinavian writers since the Second World War, his work has been described as capturing the long Swedish winters, rhythm of the seasons, atmospheric beauty of nature, and a sense of mystery and wonder underlying the routine of everyday life, a quality that gives his poems a religious dimension.  His work has been translated into over 60 languages and he is the recipient of the 2011 Nobel Prize for Literature.

As my studio begins a new year, you will find a brand new as yet unpublished piece of music, SLIDE CALIFORNIA in the Bits & Pieces section of Music, and previously unpublished poems in the Literature section.  Creativity is an ever awakening experience……………….an important home fire to keep burning as the light of an eternal return.  The very best to you in the New Year.

Murray River, Ravenswood, Western Australia

VHS 2012


Tomas Transtromer

Awakening is a parachute jump from the dream. 
Freed from the choking vortex, the diver sinks towards the green map of morning.
Things magnify.
He sees, from the fluttering lark's position, huge tree-root systems like branchings of
subterranean chandeliers.
Above ground, in tropical flood, earth's greenery stands with lifted arms, as if listening to
the beat of invisible pistons.
And he sinks towards summer, is lowered into its dazzling crater, lowered between
fissures of moist green eons trembling under the sun's turbine
Then halts the downward dive through time's eyeblink, the wingspread becomes an
osprey's glide over streaming water.
Bronze Age trumpets: their outlaw tune hangs motionless over the void.
In the days first hours consciousness can own the world like a hand enclosing a
sun warm stone.
The skydiver stands under the tree.
With the plunge through death's vortex will light's great chute spread over his head?