The post “Entering Paradise Lost” appeared Originally on ‘the secret keeper’ in the middle of the year 2013. To see it at the Original location, the Link is in the name ‘the secret keeper.’ I was compelled through Serendipity to show this piece of my work on Expats Post.
I am posting my poem “Entering Paradise Lost” as it appeared on my blog ‘the secret keeper.’ So much was happening in my life at the time. It doesn’t relent on the pace, even now. If not all has increased. For me, it has been a time of letting go, as I enter into a brand new phase I feel holds the potential for powerful mixes of creativity, life, a constant battle with death, death hovers so close by, we know each other fairly well by now. We need a fight to find immortality. It is inside us. Not our bodies, but what fills our bodies with the ability to experience the essence of life & love & the infinite possibilities they hold.
I often feel a need to remember those who I have loved. The ones who stay within my heart have a special permanent place. Some we let go. We learn from those who have broken our hearts. Then we continue on opening up to more to what life & serendipity let flutter in. Butterflies, I am sure are their relations. Butterflies are magical, the Blue Ones stand out the most filled with spirit.
Please read the message that accompanies the poem first. And listen to the chosen music while you read. The art is in the poem written in my past. The music are pieces that touch my soul. The first is a piece from “West Side Story,” my favorite song, “Somewhere – There’s A Place For Us” and the second is a classical piece by composer Philip Glass, “Glass Reflections – Facades” [Cello Octet]. - jkm the secret keeper
A written piece from the past.
I am posting this today January 5th, 2013 as a tribute for the memorial happening today in Greenwich Village, NYC, for the sister of a friend I have known most of my life. Her sister died on her own birthday December 28th. The day before the anniversary of the passing of the poet Rainer Maria Rilke. She left behind a 15 year old son who is now an orphan. It was a sudden and unexpected death. All are in shock who knew her. I’ve known her family since I was a kid and got to know them more closely when I was in my twenties. At that time I was going through a deep tragedy in my own life. My friend was there for me through that most difficult time. I feel for her today and for her family and her nephew. It is all rather sad to think that she died so young. She was only seven months older than I am. It gives one a great deal of pause. All of the end of last year has had that effect on a great many of us. jkm the secret keeper…