Thursday, June 27, 2013


I believe the world is beautiful
and that poetry, like bread, is for everyone.
And that my veins don’t end in me
but in the unanimous blood
of those who struggle for life,
little things,
landscape and bread,
that poetry is for everyone.
Roque Dalton, from “Like You (Como Tú),” translated by Jack Hirschman

The Greeks understood the mysterious power of the hidden side of things. They bequeathed to us one of the most beautiful words in our language—the word ‘enthusiasm’—en theos—a god within. The grandeur of human actions is measured by the inspiration from which they spring. Happy is he who bears a god within, and who obeys it. 
Louis Pasteur  

And also, for me, the word “inspiration” does not have a purely musical meaning—not only. For me, it’s more a matter of discovery—a new kind of image, a new vision of the world and the human soul itself. The original impulse does not come from the music, but is embodied in it. First of all, there is something like a new conviction—a bit like when, while reading a book, you sometimes reach a point where all thought converges, where all the mysteries unfold: there is a release, liberation, a feeling of happiness, and at one and the same time it is often very sad.
          Jordi Savall, “A conversation with Arvo Pärt”. Music & Literature. An Arts Magazine, 1    (Fall 2012).

All  words from Catherine Willis's blog, Chemin faisant