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Tuesday, 28 February 2012
Monday, 27 February 2012
The life and legs of a book always amazes. Of recent times have met and had good chats with my Malay/Sufi friend, Suzuki. Warmth and ease was there from the start. Instant. In the usual flow of Zen and Sufi tales and stuff, i happened to mention that i had published a book of Malaysian travel poems by my friend, OWEN DAVIS. i followed this up by giving him a copy the very next day.
Suzuki actually knew CHE HAMZAH - The Puppet Master. Had been a student of his as a young man in Malaysia. Suzuki said Che Hamzah was one incredible guy = shaman, spiritual teacher, a thrower of shadows and voices, AND that he had died about 10 years ago.
i relate this to OWEN (nearby, in Bournemouth ! AH ! a real poet in Dorset !) and he is not only amazed but also, not amazed. These synchronicities DO occur. Owen tells me, he could have bought one of Che Hamzah's puppets for just £10. in the '70's - but had no room in his rucksack ! It would now have been such a treasure. Of course the real treasure-house is memory.
i am increasingly amazed at the interconnectedness of all things = the readers of this blog; 6 billion people on this planet;the Milky Way; Indra's Net; countless BIG BANGS; the endless possibilities in the beginner's mind.....infinite stupidity.........i am moved to tears as i type this/ at all of this. & this. AND THIS. and even this....
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Posted by bernard hemensley at 22:24
Sunday, 26 February 2012
If one can believe it, not one outlet in Dorchester were interested in having even one copy on their shelves. Variety of reasons - from "too expensive" or even, that they didn't think there would be any interest ! DUH ! THOMAS HARDY, son of Dorset !. DORCHESTER, the County Town.! Tourist season coming up!. Absolutely not a problem not to place them. i just "DON'T BELIEVE IT" !
OH WELL...it is available @THE DANSEL GALLERY, ABBOTSBURY and THE ANTIQUE CENTRE , Nr.BREWER'S QUAY,WEYMOUTH. And, of course it will always be here @ Golden GOJI Hermitage.
Limited Edition of 75 signed and numbered copies @ £10 each.
However, everyone DID think they were beautiful, little hand-made books. Problem, i guess, was that they had never seen this sort of "book" before."It is almost an "art object" one person said, "i wonder where the best place for it would be?" ....Answers on a postcard to me, the publisher @ Stingy Artist Editions..i do everything, apart from the actual printing..even make sauerkraut and sourdough bread. COME...TASTE AND SEE.
Posted by bernard hemensley at 08:17
Thursday, 23 February 2012
SUDDENLY,"MY" HANDS ARE MY FATHER'S HANDS ON
HANDS THAT HELD ME,THAT DID NOT KNOW THEIR OWN FATHER'S HANDS
THAT SAVED ME FROM MY BABY-TEARS-AND-FEARS
AT THE END OF THE ORCHARD UNDER BLOSSOMS.
AND THE SOFT-SLIPPERED LITTLE-LADY
CLUTCHED AT "MY" HANDS WITH MY MOTHER'S HANDS
AS I STEADIED HER HOME ONE NIGHT
WITH HER PAINTED NAILS AND RINGS ON HER FINGERS AND BELLS ON HER TOES,"HE SHALL HAVE MUSIC WHEREVER HE GOES" MY MOTHER SANG UNDER BLOSSOMS.
AND MOTHERS ARE MOTHERS, OH! WHERE DO THEY GO? WHERE DO THEY GO?
THESE HANDS ARE TO HAND-OUT
AN OFFERING OF
OUR HELPING HEARTS
written on the road
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Posted by bernard hemensley at 09:32
Jerry Cobbold speaks on page 329 of WEYMOUTH SANDS (John Cowper Powys - The Overlook Press 1999) = "Your baboon's arse may be an Aurora Borealis..." And this morning on the beach @ Weymouth i see the universe in a gram of sand, a sea-weed, a playful dog, a plastic bag, a Ben Nicholson painting, driftwood, foot and paw prints, a moustache....
And at end of walk and musings, i find No.1 for No1. Appropriate that these things come to my mind looking thru his eyes from our Hemensley family home in Weymouth, in Dorset. "Have a base and be mobile," is what he has advised for years. Happy now, to be based in the county of Thomas Hardy, William Barnes & The Powys Family.
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Posted by bernard hemensley at 05:23
Friday, 17 February 2012
Left for THE PHOENIX & AIDAN CHAPMAN just after 6am.Down Goldcroft to THE ROCK,turn left towards town, thru subway, inner harbour... and walking and jogging, get to KING'S STATUE and THE PHOENIX. Aidan's "shift" started y'day evening (friday), will be finished around 9am, then home to BRIDPORT. i collect the promised organic rye sourdough and make for the sea-front = always on the lookout for a photo opportunity. and the sun has yet to rise into the sky.[had already given Aidan copy of my latest = "THE THOMAS HARDY POEMS" = as my part of barter.this is what i prefer as business practice].
Posted by bernard hemensley at 23:42
Tuesday, 14 February 2012
Monday, 13 February 2012
5.30 a.m. - bedside bliss
Breakfast bowl of hot porridge with :
oat,millet & quinoa flakes
sultanas, blueberries, apple & banana
sprouted flax-seed powder
water and almond milk
and basking in bed
with thoughts of
THE VALENTINE'S DAY POEM
THOSE FINE LINES
MOUTH & FACE
THOSE LIPS OF LOVE
THAT SMILE & KISS
YOUR LOVER'S BLISS.
A HUMAN ANIMAL
SOFT OF BELLY, BREAST,
HEART & FLESH
MOULDED BY ANOTHER'S WORDS
(Golden GOJI Hermitage 2011/2012)
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Posted by bernard hemensley at 22:14
Sunday, 12 February 2012
Seemingly, each day is the best of my life. Each day aspire to have no expectation of what lies in store. And it then exceeds the idea of my non-expectation for the day. Something actually happens which is always joyous and blissful. In fact, i probably misuse the term, but i feel as if this very body is a "bliss body". Is it because i am managing to be mindfully aware, and experience this present moment almost perpetually? This is my mind now trying to assess the past. Trying to confirm my progress out of over 40 years of anxiety. But no crowing about it. Everything seems fluid and easy now - (by comparison ? - is that what i still have not got away from ?) But there is nothing better than the present moment = THICH NHAT HANH = PRESENT MOMENT, WONDERFUL MOMENT. Maybe i actually learned something from the 70 plus books i have of his. AH ! too many books ? As younger brother says when i relate that i have bought such and such a book, or found 2 or 3 second-handers = "You'll enjoy looking at those beautiful spines on your bookshelves ! You'll put them up there and see nowt else of 'em.!" And we are NOT from Yorkshire ! But in my opinion, there's nowt as queer as self. Time to drop it.?
Posted by bernard hemensley at 08:07