This week I will be away.
I enjoyed the last few weeks of reading various lyrics to hymns, pop music of the last hundred years and then last week with the lyrics of Stephen Sondheim. The lyrics without the music, they have a life of their own, sometimes one can only understand them with a tune behind them, or the tune rings through the words, other times they live well all on their own.
The monuments of words, the way we express our soul, it is so often with the sound fashioned into words. And when they combine with music it filters deep into the depths of our memory, body and spirit.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
snow on this thursday
I was off this week because of the snow on Thursday. Maybe it was too bad to go out, maybe the thought of having an excuse caused me to stay in bed. It was nice. It could be debated. It was nasty out, how bad at 6 a.m. was a bit of a debate, and I chose the more horizontal choice. Sorry, kindof.
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