starry starry night
This is a song from my past, by a great singer / songwriter. He looks damn young here.
When in New York I always stayed at the Plaza, which is about a 10 minute walk from the Museum of Modern Art on West 53rd. The picture looks better in real life than any mere impression can give.
Please listen with compassion.
a product of tortured genius
I owned a book,
and it had never been opened.
So all I knew of books was that there were words on the cover,
and some more words on the spine.
And then, one day,
I opened the book and started to read the words inside.
Vincent ~ Don McLean
Please listen responsibly
We can only go so far in making our life the way we would wish it to be.
poem and musing by jack collier