February 15, 2022


mala beads
minding
her monkey

-Marie Bortolotto, Haiku © 2022



    

February 8, 2022

February 5, 2022


shoved off the stairs - 
falling I become a rainbow
- Ban’ya Natsuishi


Interesting comment...

...poetry, as it is today, is the commercialization
of religious prayers, incantations, and knowledge...

- Jane Reichhold,  excerpt from the website Aha! Poetry

 

February 2, 2022


 Mbuti Pygmies (Congo) of the Rainforest - Mourning Song

January 18, 2022

Marie Bortolotto Art 2022


"When My Boat Struck Something Deep"

 

January 7, 2022

Marie Bortolotto 2022

 


 Soaud Massi - "Ya Raoui" (The Storyteller) - Algerian Arabic


The Storyteller (English Translation)

Oh storyteller tell us a story
Make it a tale
Tell me about the people of old
Tell me about 1001 Nights
And about Lunja daughter of the Ghoul
And about the son of the Sultan

I'm about to tell a story
We'll be far from this world
I'm about to tell a story
Every one of us has a story in their heart

Narrate and forget we're adults
In your mind we're young
Tell us about heaven and hell
About the bird that never flew in its life
Make us understand the meaning of the world

Oh storyteller tell it just as they told you
Don't add anything, don't leave anything out
We could see into your mind
Narrate to make us forget this time
Leave us at once upon a time.
 
 

December 12, 2021

 


"Ribbons in May" by Sagawa Chika

Ocean of Memory

Hair disheveled, chest splayed out,
a madwoman streels.

A crowd of white words crumbles
upon the twilight ocean.

A torn accordion,

a white horse and a black horse
storm over it, frothing.

- Sagawa Chika, Japanese poet

 



October 29, 2021


 If It Be Your Will by Leonard Cohen

 

 IF IT BE YOUR WILL

If it be your will, that I speak no more
And my voice be still, as it was before
I will speak no more, I shall abide until
I am spoken for, if it be your will
 
If it be your will, that a voice be true
From this broken hill, I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will, to let me sing
 
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will, to let me sing
 
If it be your will, if there is a choice
Let the rivers fill, let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in Hell
If it be your will, to make us well
 
And draw us near and bind us tight
All your children here, in their rags of light
In our rags of light, all dressed to kill
And end this night, if it be your will
If it be your will
Marie Bortolotto, Abstract Ink, 2021

 

Marie Bortolotto 2021

A tribute to J. B. Murray

Brother Love's Travelling Show by Neil Diamond


Marie Bortolotto 2021

 


 I AM, I SAID... by Neil Diamond


LET THIS DARKNESS BE A BELL TOWER

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Quiet friend who has come so far,

feel how your breathing makes more space around you.
Let this darkness be a bell tower
and you the bell. As you ring,

what batters you becomes your strength.
Move back and forth into the change.
What is it like, such intensity of pain?
If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.

In this uncontainable night,
be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,
the meaning discovered there.

And if the world has ceased to hear you,
say to the silent earth: I flow.
To the rushing water, speak: I am.

 

October 2, 2021

Marie Bortolotto Artist 2021

 



Beautiful! Omar Metioui - Laud Andalusi


 
Omar Metioui - La Fuente del Amor Secreto

September 21, 2021

September 19, 2021


In search of Thee, I found myself.

~ Bengal Boatman's Song
 
 
The Boatman's Song - Traditional Bengali Folk Song