tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post6973475376432458557..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: EyewashUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-12101081188548243122012-11-02T05:33:18.114-07:002012-11-02T05:33:18.114-07:00Many thanks Vassilis, WB, Nin.
WB's comment r...Many thanks Vassilis, WB, Nin.<br /><br />WB's comment reminds me that the names of the photographer and of the author of the lines in the epigraph here may not be familiar to everyone.<br /><br />Abbas Kiarostami, a maker of poetic images to stop the heart. His films should be known to everyone.<br /><br />Sohrab Sepehri, a world poet -- little known in this country, where so much of the world is so little known.<br /><br />One of Kiarostami's earliest films, and a classic for the ages, takes the title of a Sepehri poem, and offers a beautiful cinematic variation on the theme of that poem.<br /><br />Here you will see Sepehri's poem rendered into English, and stills from the Kiarostami film. In the attendant comments there is a video link that will enable those interested to be opened up to those worlds. <br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-is-house-of-my-friend-after.html" rel="nofollow">Where Is the House of My Friend?</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-66951547102302675062012-11-01T16:23:52.968-07:002012-11-01T16:23:52.968-07:00Rain here, too, so this resonates.
Love the poem...Rain here, too, so this resonates. <br /><br />Love the poem and the photos.Nin Andrewshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12643167108589844026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-30948490122399464192012-11-01T13:24:10.766-07:002012-11-01T13:24:10.766-07:00Out of a blurred, soggy past, becoming who?
It...Out of a blurred, soggy past, becoming who?<br /><br />It's not you<br /><br />No steady identity, but a subject looking nonetheless.<br /><br />I hadn't seen Kiarostami's photographs before; they almost have the slippiness of Soutine landscapes. Very beautiful.<br /><br />Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-13575460164287150792012-11-01T12:44:06.319-07:002012-11-01T12:44:06.319-07:00Fine photos, fine poem--a fine way to start a new ...Fine photos, fine poem--a fine way to start a new month.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-11370753395046359952012-11-01T10:05:46.155-07:002012-11-01T10:05:46.155-07:00Hazen,
Know what you mean about the dark coming o...Hazen,<br /><br />Know what you mean about the dark coming on...<br /><br />To prove my own non-native status (as well as my ignorance, once again), I ought to admit that the Miwok tribe ("Miwok" meaning "the people") are an over-the-hill (that is, from here) gang. The local indigenes in this precise spot from which I now attempt to speak were the Ohlone people ("Ohlone" is a Miwok word meaning "western people"). These people ground acorns (to make a kind of mash, basic foodstuff) in declivities in a big rock just up the hill here. It is called, in a fairly obvious yet still accurate designation, Indian Rock. The hardy dame of the manor, whose intrepid pioneering boggles the mind of this stodgy old reporter, in fact happens to be dodging the raindrops up there at this moment.<br /><br />This photo shows rainwater pooling in an <a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5e/Acorn_pit_at_Indian_Rock.jpg" rel="nofollow">acorn pit at Indian Rock</a>.<br /><br />Abbas Kiarostami, of course, is not a native American. He is of that tribe which one of our candidates for Big Chief is being egged on by his moneybags to bomb back into the Stone Age (the one with no acorns or oaks, that is).TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-91054078359843009702012-11-01T08:59:21.880-07:002012-11-01T08:59:21.880-07:00Oh, this is great. Maybe it’s me, or the dark comi...Oh, this is great. Maybe it’s me, or the dark coming on, but this one resonates. The photos too.<br /><br />The ‘non-native returning’ seems a hardy soul. He said with a wry smile.Hazenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13417573435195561519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-61301394158310761592012-11-01T08:35:27.735-07:002012-11-01T08:35:27.735-07:00qué lindo...!!qué lindo...!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-85022776654807969942012-11-01T08:09:41.009-07:002012-11-01T08:09:41.009-07:00Sandra,
Sus palabras emergen de la oscuridad ant...Sandra,<br /><br />Sus palabras emergen de la oscuridad antes del amanecer como el primer rayo de luz de día, como siempre.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-56244782048081147842012-11-01T06:48:44.925-07:002012-11-01T06:48:44.925-07:00I am thrilled...yes...!!I am thrilled...yes...!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com