Monday Meditations: The Heart Is Hard To Translate

Life is impossible to translate fully. Why do you think we have literature in the first place? We’ve spent thousands of years trying to talk about life, but we still have no consensus about what it means in its entirety. We cannot even decipher our own hearts. It is that great yearning for understanding that this week’s song addresses.


“All This And Heaven Too” by Florence and the Machine

This band (and it is a band, not a solo act, the way I see it) doesn’t play subtle with their music, and this is no exception. It is big, loud, powerful and exhilarating.


“And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of its own
It talks and turns and courts sighs and present proclamations
In the grand days of great men and the smallest of gestures
And short shallow gasps

But with all my education I can’t seem to command it
And the words are all skipping and coming back all damaged
And I will put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can’t seem to understand it

And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
‘Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all”

Florence and the Machine
A while back, I reviewed James Hutchings’ The New Death: an eclectic short story/poetry collection. Turns out it’s free on Amazon for a limited time. Go get it! If you need a reason why, here’s my review and Hutching’s site.

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