Brian Trehearne: A Continuing Archive

Poems, readings, notebooks, meditations

Welcome.

A life may be graceful
If it moves, as the dancer moves,
In two distinct rhythms,
Simultaneous in itself;

We are as the world makes us:
We are prior to the world;
We need accept nothing:
We accept much.

These are not for blending.
Desire is born free;
So is compulsion.
Grace is such tension

Beloved of the dancer,
Whose duty and whose need
Is to give the fixed form
Spontaneous generation.

                           "Aesthetic"

Eglise Saint-Enfant Jesus, Parc Lahaie