The first look out of the window in the morning
The old book found again
Enthusiastic faces
Snow, the change of the seasons
The newspaper
The dog
Dialectics
Taking showers, swimming
Old music
Comfortable shoes
Taking things in
New music
Writing, planting
Travelling
Singing
Being friendly.
~ Bertolt Brecht, “Pleasures”
Sources/References:
- Bertolt Brecht Bio
- Photograph: Melanie Lawson via Mythology of Blue.
- Poem: Thank you Schonwieder. .
yes, the old familiar and simple corners of life, bring us our greatest comforts.
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That’s it Beth, right there.
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I nod with each line I read, ‘yes’…and begin to add to the list of comforts until I am feeling snug and calm..
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Smiling. You with the Yes. Me with the Me too. Wonderful poem.
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As he said, “Pleasures…” (:
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As I said, “Yes”
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Each line elicited a sigh of content… 🙂
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For me too Lori…
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Wow, this weather does have you feeling blue! Maybe a rendition of Mary Poppins, “My Favorite Things” is in order.
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You can feel that?! You are right. We need to turn that a bit. Yet, the weather continues to be brutal.
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Hang in there
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How lovely.
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It really is…
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Yes, to all of those things 🙂 I’d say that sums up a life in perfect balance.
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🙂
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