Joseph Campbell: The Hero with a Thousand Faces
Campbell's unique perspectives examine the world's complex and interwoven mythology, folklore and religion, providing an understanding of the essence and genesis of humanness.
Michael Ondaatje: Anil's Ghost: A Novel
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John Connolly: Nocturnes
Bestselling author John Connolly's first collection of short fiction, Nocturnes, a dark, daring, utterly haunting anthology of lost lovers and missing children, predatory demons, and vengeful ghosts.
Ben Okri: Starbook
Booker prize-winning Ben Okri's first novel in five years stands in the grand tradition of myth-making with a vision and voice uniquely its own. "This is a story my mother began to tell me when I was a child. The rest I gleaned from the book of life among the stars, in which all things are known," says Okri.
The softness of morning stays.
Like hope.
Fragile. Tender.
Like the ghost of a young bird learning to fly.
Like a window barely open to another world.
And then you open up the vulgar construct of what it is to make a living and become someone else.
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@bobbalsak : My apologies for my absence. What an amazing poem - a real gift. Thanks for that.
Posted by: Mandy de Waal | Monday, 24 November 2008 at 09:23 AM
Hey Mandy
Have just recently been directed to your blog. Great stuff ! (not the Moneyweb so much tho) Thank you !
This piece brings to mind the Coleridge poem "Imagination" :
"What if you slept ?
And what if in your sleep you dreamed ?
And what if in your dream you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower ?
And what if , when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand ?"
Posted by: bobbalsak | Thursday, 30 October 2008 at 07:23 AM
@oniongirl and @vaps - Oiy. You guys make me laugh so much. Damn I'm glad it is Saturday... and what an awesome Saturday. It's cold up here, like an early Winter's morning. Soft and quiet with fog hanging around the edges.
@Vap: Ahem. This is not a place for advertising your (um) assets. ;) Besides the word of mouth has done its job. (And why do men called their crown jewels such strange names. I've heard of "Percy" and "The Boa" but "Sweet Baby Jesus" is new - a first.
@OnionGirl: Actually I think Vaps' talents are wasted. He should have been in advertising. ;)
Posted by: Mandy de Waal | Saturday, 13 September 2008 at 09:48 AM
eeerrrr. mands. did you just hit a frozens stutter moment? i cant quite get past the well-endowed bit on vaps comment. the little blighters been holding out on us!
Posted by: oniongirl | Saturday, 13 September 2008 at 09:23 AM
Yip, it's why I'm never far from my baby Jesus, who, now that I've accepted him as my lord savoury, keeps me focused and in money. The more I pray, the more money i make. It’s a miracle. Where others are talented I am simply blessed and well endowed.
Posted by: vapour | Saturday, 13 September 2008 at 12:22 AM
how the hell did soul become sould? simple - i'm bluidy convinced diablo jinxed his pc before he left for jozi - and my own is fubar. pffft. its either that or too much caffeine. typos are a pisser.
Posted by: oniongirl | Friday, 12 September 2008 at 12:09 PM
dont i just know that particular vulgularity intimately...
how many times i have had to remind myself, when offering my sould like a traders whore, of the 'why' and 'what for's' of it all.
Posted by: oniongirl | Friday, 12 September 2008 at 12:07 PM
@nursemyra: Yes - there is something almost vulgar about it? ;)
@amandzing: Absolutely. Nothing like being slapped through the face with a wet fish for a wake up call.
Posted by: Mandy de Waal | Friday, 12 September 2008 at 11:45 AM
HA! Brilliant! it's like being slapped in the face with a cod!
Posted by: amandzing | Thursday, 11 September 2008 at 03:47 PM
*sigh*
the reality of life
Posted by: nursemyra | Thursday, 11 September 2008 at 10:53 AM