dance me to the end of love.

today was a continuous stream of discovering several pieces of really amazing art and some truly great music. all of which prompted many thoughts to what i could possibly write about today. but instead i want to write about the initial trigger for all this "discovery". last april there was a magazine interview with michelle williams that almost brought tears to my eyes and for some reason stuck with me. i know that sounds fairly cheesy but take five minutes to read it and hopefully you'll see what i mean...(click on the photo to be linked to the story)

[photo: tony munro for elle]

i've always thought she marched to her own drumbeat as an actor and artist. this just sort of proved that for me. everything about it, from the very fitting title, "the unbearable lightness of being", to the way she talks about her art and inspirations...i found it both equal parts weighty and hopeful. what do you think?

here is a bit more from that galway kinnell poem she mentions...

If one day it happens
you find yourself with someone you love
in a café at one end
of the Pont Mirabeau, at the zinc bar
where white wine stands in upward opening glasses,

and if you commit then, as we did, the error
of thinking,
one day all this will only be memory,

learn,
as you stand
at this end of the bridge which arcs,
from love, you think, into enduring love,
learn to reach deeper
into the sorrows
to come – to touch
the almost imaginary bones
under the face, to hear under the laughter
the wind crying across the black stones. Kiss
the mouth
which tells you, here,
here is the world. This mouth. This laughter.
These temple bones.

The still undanced cadence of vanishing.

[read the entire poem here]