Monday, November 28, 2011

it is impossible to say just what I mean

And indeed there will be time

There will be time, there will be time

Time for you and time for me

And time yet for a hundred in-decisions

And for a hundred visions and revisions

Before the taking of a toast and tea And indeed there will be time

To wonder

Do I dare?

And do I dare?

Do I dare disturb the universe? And would it have been worth it, after all?

Would it have been worth while

To have bitten off the matter with a smile

It is impossible to say just what I mean


T.S. Eliot
from the Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock 1917 (much pared down)

15 comments:

  1. Time present and time past/
    Are both perhaps present in time future,/
    And time future contained in time past./
    If all time is eternally present/
    All time is unredeemable./
    What might have been is an abstraction/
    Remaining a perpetual possibility/
    Only in a world of speculation...
    TSE - Burnt Norton...
    One can always spot Eliot's words...and one can always spot your magic with needle and thread. A beautiful blend. thank you

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  2. yes
    a beautiful blend indeed...

    xox - eb.

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  3. oh such wonderful words. and...i am so glad you are disturbing the universe. i look forward to more wonderful disruptions.

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  4. henrietta

    I love that poem too - Burnt Norton. I have it taped to my studio door.

    thanks for your comments always

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  5. My favourite T.S. Eliot poem (studied in English Literature in 1975). How lovely to be reminded of it on your blog, of a time way back.
    Beautiful stitch and beautiful words.

    Jacky xox

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  6. mom, look at you f*in GO!!! excuse my non poetic comment judy lovers, but seriously! look at this stuff! amazing, cannot wait to see it in real life!!! x

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  7. I second April on this one. Eliot's fine, but look at that stitching! Wish I could see it in person. Your work is inspiring.

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  8. Anonymous4:01 am

    Thank you for these lines from my favourite poem. Lines of stitch and lines of poetry really aren't so different.

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  9. Wow - I love the interface of the stitching and dyed cloth. It's like remembering a dream, just slightly out of grasp.

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  10. Judy, hello. I didn't have a reply address for you after you posted your comment on my blog, but I did want to thank you for your comment and reference to the Roni Horn/Emily Dickinson connection. I did a little searching on the subject and found some useful information. I also found a 2005 dissertation written on the very subject! I was able to download a PDF of it and would be happy to share it with you if you would like to skim it to see if there might be something of interest. I located using WorldCatDissertation database. Let me know if you are interested...and please purge this comment as is a bit off subject for your post. Thank you. Cheers, Henrietta.

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  11. what a wonderful poem, and your work goes along with it so well. How many times have we not wondered if we are on the right path - and what makes us then go on when we still don't know?

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  12. I love the simplicity of this piece...but also the boldness...beautiful work.

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