ECCLESIASTES 11:1

We must cast our bread
Upon the waters, as the
Ancient preacher said,

Trusting that it may
Amply be restored to us
After many a day.

That old metaphor,
Drawn from rice farming on the
River's flooded shore,

Helps us to believe
That it's no great sin to give,
Hoping to receive.

Therefore I shall throw
Broken bread, this sullen day,
Out across the snow,

Betting crust and crumb
That birds will gather, and that
One more spring will come.

---Richard Wilbur

william eggleston

white hinterland

drugs

Lovin's for Fools

hard rain

smile!

We Two Boys Together Clinging (One The Other Never Leaving)

We two boys together clinging
One the other never leaving
Up and down the roads going
North and South excursions making
Power enjoying, elbows stretching, fingers clutching
Arm’d and fearless
Eating
Drinking
Sleeping
Loving
No law less than ourselves
Owning
Sailing
Soldiering
Thieving
Threatening
Misers, menials, priests alarming, air breathing, water drinking,
On the turf or the sea-beach dancing,
Cities wrenching, ease scorning, statutes mocking, feebleness chasing,
Fulfilling our foray
--walt whitman



photo by philip iosca

Have One On Me

I am real happy that this album has dropped. Winter's reprieve. Best track is "'81". Listen.