Monday, July 22, 2013
Sunday, July 21, 2013
Song for Richard Collopy
Years ago I started listening to the band Sun Kill Moon, fell in love with a few songs from their early cds. Couldn't help but think how much Mark Kozelek reminded me of Scott Appel. While going through some of the cassettes from Scott I found one labeled, Mark Kozelek. Here's a song from Among the Leaves.
Going to the Beach on Tuesday
The tide at night, murmur of bare feet on the sand.
The tide, at dawn, opens the eyelids of the day.
The tide breathes in the deep night and, sleeping, speaks in dreams.
The tide that licks the corpses that the coast throws at it.
The tide rises, races, howls, knocks down the door, breaks the furniture, and
then, on the shore, softly weeps.
The tide, madwoman writing indecipherable signs on the rocks, signs of death.
The sand guards the secrets of the tide.
Who is the tide talking to, all night long?
—Octavio Paz, from “Target Practice” in issue 201, Summer 2012: http://tpr.ly/16StZKq. Art Credit Richard Diebenkorn.