Analect 2.68x

23 March 2007. Catalpa, sunlight, Chinese elm...Stephanie's smiling face after three sleepless nights in New York--two small paintings--that same afternoon, on return. Alizarin embedded in moody grays... Messonier and the army of Napoleon--a line into the distance, winding--troop in winter, furrowed road...wagon path, the wheels biting deep into the earth. Ancient movement--cities of the plain. Anthony's song--dark, refashioned Stephen Foster. "He died at 38, of alcohol..." Beautiful dreamer...the lovers, both right and wrong--the bridge. As if from something too well known. We know as well--making the journey alongside...

We will walk through the world
We will walk through the world
We will walk through the world
As one...