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A few lines after this wonderful artwork by @cloudysketches / @ramblingbubbling 📖

The portrait sings

for the flesh or flame

to resorb with the wind

it's a matter of pain

leaving out the blood

a circulation of frames

in the windows of the skin

when the skull goes dry

for a gentle move

*

be it now or ever

a flowering sight

has bound us in a time

where no one comes from

@lisewine 2019

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Update (2019)

Dear friends and followers,

I haven't been posting on this page for the last three months as I didn’t have enough time to keep my page updated... I hope you are all fine and I wish you everything great for 2019 💜

A lot of things happened to me since the end of last year and I got such a huge amount of work to do for my PhD that I didn't really have time to log on... I started to teach philosophy classes for undergraduates in my university, and I was finally able to take jazz piano lessons with a very nice teacher in a music school I love in Paris. It has been amazing to see how much it's possible to learn when you're having regular directions and feedback about how to work!

Also, we went back for the first time since years with my wife to Moscow to visit friends and family and it was amazing and intense and  puzzling to be able to stay there for a while! The picture above where I’m trying to play on a (very) broken piano was taken near Nikol’skaya street on New Year’s Eve ^^

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Ni le chemin de l’étoile.../Neither a path to the star...

Ni le chemin de l'étoile Ni celui du soleil, Mais la douce lueur obstinée, Sous le gris du ciel, Et le frisson du corps Pour son triangle d'ombre Sur l'ardoise.

Puis, au centre de la nuit, La flamme, à peine audible, Plus simple que l'eau des forêts.

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Neither a path to the star Nor its sunny counterpart, But a soft and insisting glow Beaming under the grey sky, And a shivering of the body For its triangular shadow Lying there on the slate.

Then, in the center of the night, The flame, almost inaudible, Simpler than water running through the woods.

Hélène Péras

My translation from French

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The perfect anthologies my beloved wife @airshippirateandmouse presented to me for my birthday yesterday evening 💜💚💛 As the second picture suggests, the women composers score had already been put to good use in the following hours 📻 🎶

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Post ten songs you’ve been listening to recently

Thank you so much @shadowdyke for tagging me, I'm sorry I didn't reply earlier!

1. Yazz Ahmed - Organ Eternal (I saw her peforming live at Jazz à la Villette two weeks ago - she was playing the first set before Dhafer Youssef and it was just breathtaking!!! also, Naadia Sheriff is my new Fender Rhodes heroine <3)

2. Robert Glasper Trio - So Beautiful (I play this song on my piano every day since I first listened to it... Robert Glasper's cover and solo are so marvelous, every note is pure singing and the overall balance of his trio is just perfect ^^)

3. Terez Sliman - Shahrazad (I first heard about this amazing Palestinian singer thanks to this article about popular queer and lgbtqia+ songs in Arabic: https://raseef22.com/en/culture/2017/03/17/arab-songs-homosexuality-polyamory-gender/)

4. Laura Valborg Aulin - Piano Sonata in F-minor Op.14 (A great woman composer from the late 19th century I knew nothing about before falling randomly on this brilliant recording by pianist Lucia Negro on youtube ^^)

5. Brad Mehldau - Rondo, after Bach (I wanted so badly to attend to Mehldau's concert at Jazz à la Villette... Beware, this track is a true earworm!)

6. Daughter - New Ways (I don't know much about this band but I really enjoy to listen to this song; they also have a delightful acoustic session live on NPR)

7. Henri Dutilleux - Au gré des ondes (as played live by pianist Tiffany Chen. For my French speaking followers, I first heard about this work thanks to the amazing composer Christophe Chassol who hosts a weekly program on France Musique [the French public radio station for classical, jazz and contemporary music] - n'hésitez pas à écouter sa chronique, c'est addictif et plein de suggestions d'écoute passionnantes et passionnées!)    

8. Taksim Trio - Ahi (I just don't know how it's possible to resist to their opening cover of Shakti/John McLaughlin's mind-blowing song Lotus feet ;) )

9. Germaine Tailleferre - La Rue Chagrin (As sung by Claire Gouton, Cristina Ariagno plays the piano. This  “Sad Street" is such a beautiful and evocative song... and this recording and interpretation are just perfect!) 

10. Ryo Fukui - A Letter from Slowboat (this is what I’m listening to right now ^^)

I tag @doreenaloysius, @joghurtbrot, @cloudysketches, @diamondorloj, @hurlumerlu, @silmarildust, @farminglesbian if you just wish to post your own list of compositions/songs/tracks!

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A sleepy but proud trans lesbian on her way from the suburbs to the French capital ;) This picture was taken by my wonderful wife @airshippirateandmouse - it's been seven years since we first met 💙💛💜

Happy lesbian visibility day!

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It might be the end of Pride month, but I'm proud of us all year long @airshippirateandmouse​ 💜💜💜

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nur mut, mond (für ein kind)/be brave, moon (for a child)

        Ich verstehe nicht, wie man Gedichte         über den Mond schreiben kann…         Zbigniew Herbert

                              fast fipsig : der mondspion, das zwergen                mal der mitternacht; ein perlensprenkel, sonnezwistig, listig, lausig angefacht

                              weltab; ein klicker, eisstein, flohnst du                glarend übers große rad – fadenöse, lose, waise, am gestärkten kragen kahler nacht

                              flugsand? blesse? hat nicht david dich da                hochgeschafft, mit der schleuder, himmels tresse, orion um den ruhm gebracht ?

                              hab den nachtflor ausgemessen, mir einen                fummel draus gemacht; mit der brosche, deinem halo, allen stoff des alls gerafft –

                              ach wie die gammaeulen neiden … und                der verkrachte goliath, dem du trendelstern die stirne kreidelst, hat jetzt doppelt keine macht

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       I don’t know how people can        write poems about the moon        Zbigniew Herbert

                              so teensy: this spying-moon, dwarfish                midnight mole; a pearlsplatter, sun-feuding, shrewd and crudely lit

                              a world away; a marble of ice-gneiss, you stravaiged                glaring over the whole sky-wheel – a sloppy orphaned popper on the starched collar of bald night

                              sand-drift? little horse blaze? didn’t David                fling you up there with his sling – O heaven’s braid – and steal Orion’s fame?

                              i’ve measured out the night-lace, made myself                a stole from it; with your halo brooch, i bunched up the stuff of the whole universe –

                              och, how envious are the moths … and                that wannabe Goliath, on whose heid you chalkillied a saunterstar, has twice nothing your power

Dagmara Kraus

Translated from German by Pàdraig MacAoidh [Peter MacKay] (with a recording o this poem read by the poetess herself)

Photography of the author