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Introduction
Sometimes it is difficult to talk about
what you have done in your work and why,
especially when it concerns such an
enigmatic topic as the moon. No matter
what astronomers say about it, for poets
and artists the moon has always remained
a living creature, mysterious and
mesmerizing, that watches over their
dreams and determines the flux of their
inspiration, even as it determines the
ebb and flow of the tides. At this point
Lunar Rhapsody is not a
collection of isolated poems, but rather
an uninterrupted myth of the moon,
cosmos, and human soul. All parts of the
collection – from the cycle of the same
name to “Blue Beard” – grow from that
myth. To read the myth, however, one
should have his own “key” because, like
the moon itself, the myth is composed of
various “faces” that touch upon
different sides of the lunar kingdom,
including the dark ones. It is not my
intention, though, to define what the
myth of the Lunar Rhapsody is,
because in each reader the melody of the
rhapsody should sound different. After
all, everyone has his unique
relationship with the universe…
V. Ulea
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Excerpts from a brief essay dedicated to
V. Ulea
by whose book of poems,
Lunar Rhapsody,
this fanciful, inspirational piece was
originally inspired
Joe M. Ruggier, Publisher
Among the names of
distinguished artists who have
contributed works of art about the
moon and moonlight — amongst whom we
now count V. Ulea with her current
collection Lunar Rhapsody — are those of
Beethoven, Sir Philip Sidney, Shelley,
and countless others: I am sure that,
were we to count all the references to
the Moon, used as a symbol of romance
and spiritual endeavor, in Literature,
Music and visual art, the list would be
endless …
I am fascinated by art about
the Moon. I find it profoundly
stirring. Consider the emotional impact
of the Moon, and of Moonlight, used as
an image of romance and endeavour, upon
the soul of countless artists down the
centuries! Read this gorgeous addition
to the literature by V. Ulea and, rather
than your barren scientific equations,
absorb the beauty of a touchstone of
taste such as the following …
During the tides,
When the moon floods the ocean,
And the fish rock the stars on their
fins,
The painted angel walks, having no
notion
About the fall, and the righteous life,
and sins.
Joe M. Ruggier, Publisher
Richmond, B.C.
January 21, 2007
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