Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

listen,
you can hear the chains clank
even before you wear them,
the tears hide within your eyes
behind lids, salt-laden
it is all you possess

there was a time
before the clock hands turned
before the wheel and wagon
the feedbag and the trough
when life was measured in seasons
when you followed the grasses
and ran the vast expanse
to the end of your days

in the world of the makers
you learned the whip's tongue
the outrage of spur and bit
turning the millstone, plowing the field
night and day, transmuted
into toil and fatigue,
for what?
who chooses to be a slave?
feet iron-clad, nailed
upon the hoof, saddled
with the sins of your masters,
and branded with hot wounds -
the stigmata, you wear so well
as if you were born to it

i like it

Me too

I like it, too.
It gets me thinking, but I felt sad from it and wanted to keep thinking on it a little while. Let it sink and see what it does. Thanks to you and keeping us on the edge. I don't wanna be anywhere else.

i saw this film by the french director robert bresson - au hasard balthazar - that hit me pretty hard. kept thinking of the elephant - joyce. a beautiful film - very sad, and very unique in style. i highly recommend it. the poem was inspired by the film.

I just watched a fascinating interview of him, also some clips of Marie in interview as well. His unique style is intriguing. He likes to capture non acting and natural without thought. Not just the characters, but also in the animals, backdrop, etc.

Really got my attention for past two hours. Thanks, mr.

yes, it was a beautiful, but painful film to watch - much like life.