cosas que necesito hoy
Una película que me sorprenda.
Un libro de cuentos cortos interesantes.
Un poema que me estremezca.
Una fotografía que me haga llorar.
Una buena noticia.
Una canción que me guste, pero que no haya escuchado nunca.
posted by Eigna at 5:02 p. m.
3 Comments:
Como saber lo que no has escuchado... Te recomiendo Ray Lamontagne "Let it be me"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LWpw3CMCEg
Todo el album es fabuloso.
20 enero, 2009 18:26
In your eyes the light the heat
In your eyes I am complete
In your eyes the resolution
In your eyes of all the fruitless searches
In your eyes I see the light and the heat
In your eyes I wanna be that complete
In your eyes I wanna touch the light,
The heat I see in your eyes..
21 enero, 2009 14:07
• Una película que me sorprenda:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MuFD7WEe_yI
• Un poema que me estremezca:
Christ climbed down
by Lawrence Ferlinghetti (1919- )
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
there were no rootless Christmas trees
hung with candycanes and breakable stars
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
there were no gilded Christmas trees
and no tinsel Christmas trees
and no tinfoil Christmas trees
and no pink plastic Christmas trees
and no gold Christmas trees
and no black Christmas trees
and no powderblue Christmas trees
hung with electric candles
and encircled by tin electric train
sand clever cornball relatives
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no intrepid Bible salesmen
covered the territory
in two-tone cadillacs
and where no Sears Roebuck creches
complete with plastic babe in manger
arrived by parcel post
the babe by special delivery
and where no televised Wise Men
praised the Lord Calvert Whiskey
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no fat handshaking stranger
in a red flannel suit
and a fake white beard
went around passing himself off
as some sort of North Pole saint
crossing the desert to Bethlehem
Pennsylvania
in a Volkswagen sled
drawn by rollicking Adirondack reindeer
and German names
and bearing sacks of Humble Gifts
from Saks Fifth Avenue
for everybody's imagined Christ child
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no Bing Crosby carollers
groaned of a tight Christmas
and where no Radio City angels
iceskated wingless
thru a winter wonderland
into a jinglebell heaven
daily at 8:30
with Midnight Mass matinees
Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and softly stole away into
some anonymous Mary's womb again
where in the darkest night
of everybody's anonymous soul
He awaits again
an unimaginable
and impossibly
Immaculate Reconception
the very craziest of
Second Comings
• Una canción que me guste pero que no haya escuchado nunca:
http://www.uweflade.de/kenneth.mov
22 enero, 2009 10:03
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