Just say it aloud, and you'll be alright / Say it! "I bathe myself in gold and silver light"
think of me
wish for me
look for me
TRAIN SONG - by Vashti Bunyan - covered by Feist & Ben Gibbard.
When this song popped on this morning, it felt like my thoughts were projected onto the wall 12 times the original size. …and my head burns, in between my ears - in those nerve endings linked directly to your heart and stomache. I’m spinning so hard I might faint. or cry. or spew.
God this feels good.
Mary Shelley’s handwritten poem “ Absence”, on the death of her husband. The poem reads:
Ah! he is gone — and I alone; How dark and dreary seems the time! ‘Tis Thus, when the glad sun is flown, Night rushes o’er the Indian clime. Is there no star to cheer this night No soothing twilight for the breast? Yes, Memory sheds her fairy light, Pleasing as sunset’s golden west. And hope of dawn — Oh! brighter far Than clouds that in the orient burn; More welcome than the morning star Is the dear thought — he will return!
always a return. always a rebirth. a re-animation. regeneration. a return. I find her so fascinating !!
Gilt silver, enamel, and jeweled bookcover [Probably Salzburg, ca. 760–90] Earlier binding used as lower cover on Lindau Gospels, Abbey of St. Gall, Switzerland, late ninth century
The Morgan Library