Happiness is the light on the water. The water is cold and dark and deep.
-- William Maxwell
Pang.
On the way home, I drove toward the full moon -- bright gold, huge, balanced low on the horizon. At one point, a black band of clouds bisected it, then wafted off, like an unveiling. I was listening to Bob Dylan's Blood on the Tracks. Have you ever noticed how, on rare occasion, lyrics and song mood magically match your own setting and state? I felt dreamy and pensive; I was reliving the past while admiring the sky and the indigo hills. As I cruised along, mesmerized by the shifting lunar show, "If You See Her, Say Hello" came on:
Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past
I know every scene by heart, it all went by so fast ...
-- Bob Dylan
This particular old "album" plays like a collection of flash fiction and prose poetry. For example, read this vivid scene from "Idiot Wind":
I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars.
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes,
Blood on your saddle.
Or how about these lines from later in the same song:
I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free,
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.
The songs get inside your ribcage and tangle your heartstrings. I don't ever tire of certain pieces, of that knotting sensation that wakes, pains, and pleases the heart.
4 comments:
I feel this so much right now. And you're never going to believe this...or maybe you will...but I downloaded *Blood on the Tracks* just yesterday...the 10th.
The quote by William Maxwell gives me chills.
Hello, Vesper -- I absolutely believe it. I love coincidences! And that is a powerful CD on so many levels. Yes to the chills from the quote for sure. I actually flinched when I first read it.
Very deep inside the ribcage, indeed.
You know the location.
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