There is a curious paradox which no one can explain.
Who understands the secrets of the reaping of the grain?
Who understands why spring is born out of winter’s laboring pain,
Or why we all must die a bit before we grow again?
[from “The Fantasticks,” lyrics by Tom Jones]
Thus did the long sad years glide on, and in seasons and places Divers and distant far was seen the wandering maiden;–Now in the Tents of Grace of the meek Moravian Missions,
Now in the noisy camps and the battle-fields of the army,
Now in secluded hamlets, in towns and populous cities.
Like a phantom she came, and passed away unremembered.
Fair was she and young, when in hope began the long journey;
Faded was she and old, when in disappointment it ended.
Each succeeding year stole something away from her beauty,
Leaving behind it, broader and deeper, the gloom and the shadow.
Then there appeared and spread faint streaks of gray o’er her forehead,
Dawn of another life, that broke o’er her earthy horizon,
As in the eastern sky the first faint streaks of the morning.
Every stage of life confronts us with challenges that are particular to that age. As we age, our perspective on life changes but those changes are particular to the individual. Most people are carefree about time while they are young and become more focused on it as they age. Others are prematurely grey. Some of those people remain so all their lives, while others gain a peace and serenity about time, aging and mortality as they age. Because this is just a way of looking at things, it is unique to each person.
Beginning and ending, growing and declining: these are the changes we cannot control. Still, we can choose how to approach these inevitable changes. We can choose how to look at things and where to concentrate our energy. We can choose to focus our attention wherever it will serve and others best. We can resolve to accept the things we cannot change so that we can change the things we can. A central task for the remainder of the year will be to bring this choice into greater focus and give it, and ourselves, renewed life.
As we move from one chapter to another in our lives, we do well being mindful of the beginnings and endings over which we have no control. We are aware of our mortality and also of the emergence of new life. Awareness and acceptance – better still, embracing – of this cycle is important to our mental and emotional well-being.
- Phoenix rising, a popular design for a Scottish tombstone
- René Magritte, Early Morning (1942)
- Joan Miro, Constellation: The Morning Star (1940)
- Diego Rivera, Maturation (1926)
- Paul Klee, Reconstructing (1926)
- Konstantin Somov, Summer Morning (1920)
- Claude Monet, Morning on the Seine (1893)
- Vincent van Gogh, Enclosed Field with Rising Sun (1889)
- Edgar Degas, The Morning Bath (1883)
- Alfred Sisley, The Farm at Trou d'Enfer, Autumn Morning (1874)
- Joseph Mallord William Turner, Early Morning (1843)
- William Turner, Morning Amongst the Coniston Fells, Cumberland (1798)
- Caspar David Friedrich, Monastery Graveyard in the Snow (ca. 1827)
- Caspar David Friedrich, The Abbey in the Oakwood (1809)
- Igor Grabar, Winter Landscape (1954)
- Salvador Dali, Shades of Night Descending (1931)
- Vincent van Gogh, Evening Landscape with Rising Moon (1889)
- attributed to Caspar David Friedrich, Die Winterreise (1807)
- Francesco de Goya, Self-Portrait with Dr. Arrieta (1820)
- Francesco de Goya, Les Vielles ou le Temps (Time and the Old Women) (1810-12)
Music: songs and other short pieces
- Jay Ungar, Ashokan Farewell
- Iris Dement, Our Town
- Paul Simon, “Night Game”
- Schubert, Das Abendrot (Sunset), D. 627
Film and Stage
- The Last Picture Show: “a two-hour countdown to maturity” in a small, backward Texas town
- Harry and Tonto, about confrontingold age passionately
- Brooklyn: A young Irish woman emigrates to the United States, and struggles to find her place, and herself. She seems to find happiness with a young Italian-American man but then her sister dies, leaving her mother alone in Ireland. A return visit challenges her commitment to a new life.
- Iris: a dramatization of author Iris Murdoch’s losing battle with Alzheimer’s disease
Music: Composers, artists, and major works
Two great song cycles by Franz Schubert (1797-1828) develop the dual themes of decline and new growth that so capture the feel of this time of the year. Winterreise (Winter Journey) (1827), set to poems by Wilhelm Müller, explores the theme of loss, decline and despair. Here are links to complete performances by Fischer-Dieskau with Moore; Fischer-Dieskau with Pollini; Kaufman with Deutsch; Greindl with Klust. Links to the individual songs follow.
- Gute Nacht (Good Night)
- Die Wetterfahne (The Weathercock)
- Geforne Tränen (Frozen Tears)
- Erstarrung (Numbness)
- Der Lindenbaum (The Lime Tree)
- Wasserflut (Torrent)
- Auf dem Flusse (At the Stream)
- Rückblick (Retrospect)
- Irrlicht (Will-o-the-Wisp)
- Rast (Rest)
- (A Dream of Springtime)
- Die Post (The Post)
- Der greise Kopf (The Hoary Head)
- (The Crow)
- (A Last Hope)
- (In the Village)
- Der stürmisch Morgen (A Stormy Morning)
- Täuschung (Deception)
- (The Signpost)
- (The Inn)
- (The Phantom Suns)
- Der Leiermann (The Organ Grinder)
Schubert, Die Schöne Müllerin (The Lovely Milleress) (1824) is also set to Müller’s poems. It expresses the theme of budding growth. Here are links to complete performances by Jonas Kaufman, Ian Bostridge and Fritz Wunderlich. Individual songs from the cycle are listed here.
Works by Delius:
- Purcell, Dido and Aeneas (1689) is a story about the joys, decline and death of two romantic lovers. Facing Dido’s impending death, Aeneas sings: “Death alas I cannot shun, death must come when he is gone.” (Here are links to performances conducted by Christie, Dumestre and Gardiner.)
- Bainbridge, Ad Ora Incerta, Four Orchestral Songs from Primo Levi for mezzo-soprano, bassoon and orchestra (1994)
- Fürstenthal, 16 Lieder und Balladen vom Leben und Vergehen (16 Songs and Ballads of Life and Passing)
- Bloch, Poèmes d'automne for mezzo-soprano and orchestra
- Herbert, Sunset (1912)
- Corigliano, Elegy (1965)
- Richard Wilson, String Quartet No. 3 (1983)
- Weinberg, Symphony No. 19, Op. 142, "Bright May" (1985): a celebratory ending, marking the end of World War II
- Weber: Symphony No. 1 in C Major, Op. 19, J50 (1807); Symphony No. 2 in C Major, J51 (1807)
- Nordheim, Nedstignengen (The Descent), for recitation, mixed chorus, soprano, orchestra & electronic sounds (1996)
- Nordheim, Nachruf for strings (1975)
- Lash, Frayed
- Lash, Suite: Remembered and Imagined
- Langaard, Symphony No. 4, “Løvfald” (Leaf Fall), BVN 124 (1916, rev. 1920)
- Langaard, Symphony No. 14, “Morgenen” (The Morning), BVN 336 (1947-1948/1951)
- Goebbels, In the Country of Last Things
- Raga Marwa (Marva), a Hindustani classical raag for twilight or sunset, expresses a feeling of anxiety and expectation (performances by Banerjee, Sharma, and Asad Ali Khan).
Marius gradually won Cosette away from Jean Valjean. Cosette allowed it. Moreover that which is called, far too harshly in certain cases, the ingratitude of children, is not always a thing so deserving of reproach as it is supposed. It is the ingratitude of nature. Nature, as we have elsewhere said, "looks before her." Nature divides living beings into those who are arriving and those who are departing. Those who are departing are turned towards the shadows, those who are arriving towards the light. Hence a gulf which is fatal on the part of the old, and involuntary on the part of the young. This breach, at first insensible, increases slowly, like all separations of branches. The boughs, without becoming detached from the trunk, grow away from it. It is no fault of theirs. Youth goes where there is joy, festivals, vivid lights, love. Old age goes towards the end. They do not lose sight of each other, but there is no longer a close connection. Young people feel the cooling off of life; old people, that of the tomb. Let us not blame these poor children. [Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (1862), Volume V – Jean Valjean; Book Ninth – Supreme Shadow, Supreme Dawn, Chapter I, Pity for the Unhappy, But Indulgence for the Happy.]
And I draw in fresh sustenance,
New blood from the untrammeled world:
How gracious and generous is nature,
Who holds me to her bosom!
The wave sways our boat
To the rhythm of the oars,
And mountains, nebulously reaching for heaven,
Meet our course.
Eye of mine, why are you downcast?
Golden dreams, have you returned?
Away dream, golden though you are:
Here, too, there are love and life.
A thousand hovering stars twinkle on the wave,
Soft mists drink the towering horizon around us,
The morning breeze flutters over the shaded bay,
And the lake reflects the ripening fruit.
[Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, “On the Lake”]
- Heinrich Heine, Ein Fichtenbaum steht einsam ("A spruce tree stands alone") (1823).
- Robert Frost, “Now Close the Windows”
- Pablo Neruda, “Ode to Broken Things”
- John Keats, Sonnet: “The Day Is Gone”
- James Joyce “The Twilight Turns”
- Edwin Arlington Robinson, “ Flood’s Party”
- Samuel Taylor-Coleridge, “This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison Addressed to Charles Lamb, of the India House, London”
- William Butler Yeats, “When You Are Old”
- Robert Frost, “An Old Man’s Winter Night”
- Pablo Neruda, “Finale”
- Kunchan Nambiar, “The Kingdom of Gandharaka the Ruler”
- John Keats, “In Drear-Nighted December”
- Thomas Carew, “Persuasions to Enjoy”
- Henry Louis Vivian Derozio, “Going Into Darkness”
- Faiz Ahmed Faiz, “When Autumn Came”
- Wallace Stevens, “Contrary Theses II”