Thursday, September 23, 2010
Analect 2.785x
23 September 2010. Sun-filled autumn morning. Standing in the succah, under a cover of palm fronds--white cloth on small table with scatter of rye and caraway seeds from the evening before. Full moon rising through heavy branches of the mimosa--a golden friend...
Later--a line from Derek Walcott, in Tiepolo's Hound. The sharing of something so personal amongst the very many...
As with Leadbelly--Caddo Lake, far northwest corner of Louisiana. Then Sugarland, Angola. A life of song...
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