Wednesday, April 17, 2002

Moon River

Moon river, wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way
Two drifters, off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after the same rainbow's end, waitin' 'round the bend
My huckleberry friend, Moon River, and me

-----"Moon River", Johnny Mercer and Henry Mancini

Tuesday, April 16, 2002

When You Are Old

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

-----"When You Are Old", W.B. Yeats

Monday, April 15, 2002

Como puede ese olvidar

Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away

Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby

I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me
Te dijo te amo
I prayed that the days would last
They went so fast

Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby

I want to be where the sun warms the sky
When it's time for siesta you can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world
Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl

Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like yesterday, not far away

Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby

Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby

La la la la la la la
Te dijo te amo
La la la la la la la
El dijo que te ama

-----"La Isla Bonita", Madonna

I heard the song recently and it reminded me of summer, of old loves, of the sea and the sun.. and yes, it seems like yesterday, not far away...

Friday, April 12, 2002

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands

-----"somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond", E. E. Cummings
"I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
Like geese about the sky."

"The years shall run like rabbits,
For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
And the first love of the world."

-----"As I Walked Out One Evening", W. H. Auden
"I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky
But why, why, why can't it be mine?"

-----"Black", Peal Jam from the album Ten and Live on Two Legs

Wednesday, April 03, 2002

This world to her was but a tragic play.
She came, saw, dislik'd, and passed away.

-----Inscription on a girl's tomb, Southwark Cathedral, London

Tuesday, April 02, 2002

"Can one desire too much of a good thing?"

----- (Act IV, Scene I) "As You Like It", William Shakespeare

"All the world 's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts."

----- (Act II, Scene VII) "As You Like It", William Shakespeare
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

----- (Act II, Scene II) "Romeo and Juliet", William Shakespeare

"For you and I are past our dancing days"

----- (Act I, Scene V) "Romeo and Juliet", William Shakespeare
"Come, night! come, Romeo! come, thou day in night!
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night,
Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.
Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-brow'd night,
Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun."

-----"Romeo and Juliet", William Shakespeare