History

Embraceable You..Chris Botti's version

We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.

I wish for all this to be marked on my body when I am dead......We are communal histories,

communal books. We are not owned or monogamous
in our taste or experience... -Michael Ondaatje

In a Sentimental Mood--Duke Ellington

Wednesday

Listening to Stanley Turrentines "Since I fell for You"...

The great and incaluclable grace of love which says, "I want you to be" without being able to give any particular reason for such supreme and unsurpassable affirmation-- Hannah Arendt

Friday Fun

Middle Age Blues by Saffire, Uppity Blues Women...a fun and lively blues tune

There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure,

but I don't know many of them

Sylvia Path, from The Bell Jar

Partings

Reconsider Baby by Lowell Fulson

...a whirlwind of passion possessing and tearing at my soul.

It was as if a live coal had been set to burning in my breast.

From The Transformation By Mary Wollenstonecraft Shelley

Musings

John Lee Hooker's Serves you Right to Suffer

And the last perhaps will not return and knows me not, although I burn
And the trees over hang glowingly and I feel no one feeling me
Woman's Lament by Rainer Maria Rilke