Archive for September, 2012

 photos by Dana Felthauser

excerpts from “Four Quartets” by T.S. Eliot

“In that open field
If you do not come too close, if you do not come too close,
On a summer midnight, you can hear the music
Of the weak pipe and the little drum
And see them dancing around the bonfire
The association of man and woman
In daunsinge, signifying matrimonie—
A dignified and commodiois sacrament.
Two and two, necessarye coniunction,
Holding eche other by the hand or the arm
Whiche betokeneth concorde. Round and round the fire
Leaping through the flames, or joined in circles,
Rustically solemn or in rustic laughter
Lifting heavy feet in clumsy shoes,
Earth feet, loam feet, lifted in country mirth
Mirth of those long since under earth
Nourishing the corn. Keeping time,
Keeping the rhythm in their dancing
As in their living in the living seasons
The time of the seasons and the constellations
The time of milking and the time of harvest
The time of the coupling of man and woman
And that of beasts. Feet rising and falling.
Eating and drinking. Dung and death.

Dawn points, and another day
Prepares for heat and silence. Out at sea the dawn wind
Wrinkles and slides. I am here
Or there, or elsewhere. In my beginning.”

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The Clown-off

Words by Leif Nordholm

Pictures by Jody Persaud and Chelsea Votel

At the festival of the burning men,

C. Votel

A clown approached with his friend.

C. Votel

Another clown was seen, juggling with zeal,

But the first clown didn’t notice- he was blowing a pinwheel!

C. Votel

As the second clown approached, he proposed a competition:

Thus began the clown-off; what a curious exposition!

The second clown was too strong, and blew the first clown away,

But then they sat down together to watch the two men burn away.

The end!