“When you call me close to tell me your body is not beautiful I want to summon the eyes and hidden mouths of stone and light and water to testify against you.”
Seemed the better way When first I heard him speak Now it’s much to late To turn the other cheek Sounded like the truth Seemed the better way Sounded like the truth But it’s not the truth today
I wonder what it was I wonder what it meant First he touched on love Then he touched on death Sounded like the truth Seemed the better way Sounded like the truth But it’s not the truth today I better hold my tongue I better take my place Lift this glass of blood Try to say the grace
Seemed the better way When first I heard him speak But now it’s much to late To turn the other cheek Sounded like the truth Seemed the better way Sounded like the truth But it’s not the truth today
I better hold my tongue I better take my place Lift this glass of blood Try to say the grace
This morning I learned of the passing of one of North America’s greatest poets, novelists, and singer/songwriters of our time. Like many others who listen to public radio, it was just a few days ago I was listening to KCRW’s Chris Douridas interview Cohen after the release of his latest album, “You Want It Darker.” At 82, he had not been in the best of health, but such news always carries an element of surprise. Click here to listen to the Chris Douridas.
Afternoon Delight — Image by kenne
Bottlebrush — Image by kenne
A Yellow Bird of Paradise Blossom — Image by kenne
Computer Painting by kenne
Tucson Botanical Gardens — Image by kenne
Leonard Cohen — Image source: balkanrock.com
Becoming is Superior to Being 