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What the World Needs Now

by Kim Packard
Some selections for Valentine’s Day 2011 and for every day of the year. :-) Jackie DeShannon: What the World Needs Now (1965) Wiki article on the song The Beatles: Because (1969) Natalie and Nat King Cole: Unforgettable (1961, 1992) UNESCO’s Global Heritage web site for Genji Monogatari Does “love” pave the way to clean air and water? Love Calls Us to the Things of This World by Richard Wilbur The eyes open to a cry of pulleys, And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul Hangs for a moment bodiless and simple As false dawn. Outside the open window The morning air is all awash with angels. Some are in… Read more

Some selections for Valentine’s Day 2011 and for every day of the year. :-)
Jackie DeShannon: What the World Needs Now (1965)
Wiki article on the song
The Beatles: Because (1969)
Natalie and Nat King Cole: Unforgettable (1961, 1992)


UNESCO’s Global Heritage web site for Genji Monogatari

Does “love” pave the way to clean air and water?

Love Calls Us to the Things of This World
by Richard Wilbur

The eyes open to a cry of pulleys,
And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul
Hangs for a moment bodiless and simple
As false dawn.
Outside the open window
The morning air is all awash with angels.

Some are in bed-sheets, some are in blouses,

Some are in smocks: but truly there they are.
Now they are rising together in calm swells
Of halcyon feeling, filling whatever they wear
With the deep joy of their impersonal breathing;

Now they are flying in place, conveying

The terrible speed of their omnipresence, moving
And staying like white water; and now of a sudden
They swoon down into so rapt a quiet
That nobody seems to be there.
The soul shrinks

From all that it is about to remember,

From the punctual rape of every blessèd day,
And cries,
“Oh, let there be nothing on earth but laundry,
Nothing but rosy hands in the rising steam
And clear dances done in the sight of heaven.”

Yet, as the sun acknowledges

With a warm look the world’s hunks and colors,
The soul descends once more in bitter love
To accept the waking body, saying now
In a changed voice as the man yawns and rises,
“Bring them down from their ruddy gallows;
Let there be clean linen for the backs of thieves;
Let lovers go fresh and sweet to be undone,
And the heaviest nuns walk in a pure floating
Of dark habits,
keeping their difficult balance.”


Il Barbaggiani (The Owl) by Valentine Cameron Prinsep (1863) Pre-Raphaelite

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