Spring

Now begins the long, slow process
of pushing underground
that which had come up green and tender
calling it bust
a 'seasonal' surrender
as if those slim fluted tendrils were my imagination
the damp earth
your hand in the night
no.
I saw it green and go too soon
and will remember

For today

"To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness.
What we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives. If we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and places – and there are so many – where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction.
And if we do act, in however small a way, we don't have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory."
—Howard Zinn

Big Jet Plane

Sometimes I wish all my feelings could be expressed by string instruments. Today, the strings in this song express it perfectly.

I liked this

Now and then I think of when we were together Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
I told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kinda sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing
I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records
And then change your number
Guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believin it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know
But you didn't have cut me off
Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing
I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect you records
And then change your number
Guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody that I used to know
Somebody (now you're just somebody that I used to know)
That I used to know Somebody that I used to know
Somebody
That I used to know
I used to know That I used to know I used to know Somebody