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RAVEN’S LAST DREAM Raven was in a deep sleep, dreaming the world. He saw things and they happened, He dreamed things and they came to life. He hardly knew where to begin or what to do once the world was. At last He understood Fodder’s dilemma. It troubled Him, made Him restless, disturbed His [...] TOM WAITS – HOLD ON They hung a sign up in our town “If you live it up, you won’t live it down” So she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With her charcoal eyes and Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Oh, the moon was [...] MONUMENT To exist; to be among things. The art of nerve ends, masseur art Of the blind skin Or the five Senses gone To the one sense, to well being Lacks significance. Or lacks life. The thing By which the mind Sees!——if it wake—— The wooden sills, the grimed past Above the store fronts and [...] THE SECOND COMING Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of [...] SEMISONIC – CLOSING TIME Closing time, open all the doors And let you out into the world Closing time, turn all of the lights on Over every boy and every girl Closing time, one last call for alcohol So finish your whisky or beer Closing time, you don’t have to go home But you [...] XTC – SENSES WORKING OVERTIME Hey, hey The clouds are whey There’s straw for the donkeys And the innocents can all sleep safely All sleep safely My, my Sun is pie There’s fodder for the cannons And the guilty ones can all sleep safely All sleep safely And all the world is football-shaped It’s [...] Ostensibly, this is supposed to be a cycling and/or skiing related blog … but over the years it has certainly developed into so much more … and for those of you who continue to come back and read my scribbles, I am grateful for your indulgence. It’s 9 months until the actual 60th anniversary of [...] RAIN by Claribel Alegría (translated by Margaret S. Peden) As the falling rain trickles among the stones memories come bubbling out. It’s as if the rain had pierced my temples. Streaming streaming chaotically come memories: the reedy voice of the servant telling me tales of ghosts. They sat beside me the ghosts and the bed [...] |
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