Not a Tame Lion

Supposing there were other worlds,
and if one of them was like Narnia –
and if it needed saving –
and if Christ went to save it
as He came to save us –
let’s imagine what shape and name
He might have taken there.
And the answer was Aslan.

From a C.S Lewis letter to a fan, 12 February 1958.

For Love

It is a restless moment
She has kept her head lowered,
To give him a chance to come close.
But he could not, for lack of courage,
She turns and walks away.

He remembers those vanished years.
As though looking through a dusty windowpane,
The past is something he could see, but not touch.
And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.

Subtitle translations of the opening and closing text of In the Mood for Love (Kar Wai Wong, 2000). By Marika Rose.

Analysis

All I can do is
tell the truth. No that isn’t
so – I have missed it.

There is no truth that
in passing through awareness
does not lie.

But one runs after it all the same.

From the preface to The Four Fundamental Concepts of Psychoanalysis by Jacques Lacan. By Marika Rose.

Quake

Our chimney fell into the garage  
and killed a bike if it had have fallen
the other way it would have killed Ruby
and Ned. Happy fathers day I guess.

We were wide awake when the quake struck.  
The house started to shake gently at first
then more violently so standing or walking  
was out of the question. It seemed to last  for ever.
The noise was like a freight train
but no coming and going just right next to you
all the time. We gathered the kids up
and made a run for the ground floor  
and the kitchen table. Ned was scared for most
of the day; very jittery, very angry.

I walked around on Saturday like a zombie.  
Seemed that everything was the same yet different.  
Small cracks in pavement, large ones near the river  
which had changed from clear to milk.  
We went upstairs and a corner of the house
is down a slope from the hall. The foundations  
slipped into the liquefied sand underneath.  
The house is safe, luckily.

From a friend’s email, following the earthquake in Christchurch, New Zealand, 4 September 2010.

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Gmail spam subject lines over the last 10 days.

On the Angel

Get into these streets
these people
this glorious ark;
this joy, this spirit
this towering pride.

Get into the day
the evening
the night.
Into the heart
Into the life.

Get into your city
Get into my city
Get into Newcastle.

Audio advert on the 21 “Angel” bus between Durham and Gateshead, July 2010. By Marika Rose.

Things Millenials Hate

Things millennials hate: old stuff,
mayonnaise, reading a book,
bluegrass music, movies that are
mostly talking, being sober
at school, people who have never
been on TV, having opinions,
losers, math, having an emotion,
animals, not being on Facebook,
virgins, when your mom makes you talk
about your day at the dinner table,
murders.

Things millennials love:
texting, sexting, Twilight.

From Young people neither love nor hate anything, Gawker, 6 August 2010.