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We are stardust
We are golden
- Woodstock (Joni Mitchell)
The Rule of Three :
Last week
we were sent this image of a work from 1985, soon for exhibition in Sydney. A modern gold leaf ikon : Sellotape Man (one of three) with a yellow tie, in blissful regard.
Two days ago
an elderly neighbour recounted his dream of a golden brain on a black pedestal and suggested we might like to picture it.
This morning
at the door, an unexpected gift.







一行の雁や端山に月を印す
ikkou no kari ya hayama ni tsuki o in su
Calligraphy of geese
against the sky --
the moon seals it.
- translation by Robert Haas
This ghostly line,
in passing --
TAR
- translation by FIAPCE


For now we see through a glass, darkly;
but then face to face:
now I know in part;
but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And now abideth faith, hope, love, these three;
but the greatest of these is love.
- 1 Corinthians 12-13

If you are the dealer, I'm out of the game
If you are the healer, it means I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory then mine must be the shame
You want it darker
We kill the flame
Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the help that never came
You want it darker
Hineni, hineni
I'm ready, my lord
The new record opens with the title track, “You Want It Darker,” and in the chorus, the singer declares:
Hineni Hineni
I’m ready my Lord.
Hineni is Hebrew for “Here I am,” Abraham’s answer to the summons of God to sacrifice his son Isaac; the song is clearly an announcement of readiness, a man at the end preparing for his service and devotion. Cohen asked Gideon Zelermyer, the cantor at Shaar Hashomayim, the synagogue of his youth in Montreal, to sing the backing vocals. And yet the man sitting in his medical chair was anything but haunted or defeated.
“I know there’s a spiritual aspect to everybody’s life, whether they want to cop to it or not,” Cohen said. “It’s there, you can feel it in people—there’s some recognition that there is a reality that they cannot penetrate but which influences their mood and activity. So that’s operating. That activity at certain points of your day or night insists on a certain kind of response. Sometimes it’s just like: ‘You are losing too much weight, Leonard. You’re dying, but you don’t have to coöperate enthusiastically with the process.’ Force yourself to have a sandwich.
“What I mean to say is that you hear the Bat Kol.” The divine voice. “You hear this other deep reality singing to you all the time, and much of the time you can’t decipher it. Even when I was healthy, I was sensitive to the process. At this stage of the game, I hear it saying, ‘Leonard, just get on with the things you have to do.’ It’s very compassionate at this stage. More than at any time of my life, I no longer have that voice that says, ‘You’re fucking up.’ That’s a tremendous blessing, really.” ♦
from Treaty
(track 2 and final reprise on You Want It Darker)
from 'Leonard Cohen Corrects Himself: 'I Intend to Stick Around Until 120'
Billboard / Chris Willman, 14 October 2016

- 辞世とは
- 即ちまよひ
- たゞ死なん
- Jisei to wa
- sunawachi mayoi
- tada shinan
- Death poems
- are mere delusion —
- death is death.ref.


It’s déjà vu all over again—the usual gaggle of gimmicks [miniature hand grenades disguised as coat buttons, a gun that shoots backwards], and the familiar covey of quail [Stella Stevens, Daliah Lavi, Cyd Charisse, Beverly Adams] that frequently makes the put-on more of a take-off.

screen shot from the Melbourne Writers Festival website




