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Wednesday, April 08, 2020

Dawn Chorus Salute



Came downstairs to a robin quartet, all caroling in unison. Shadows laced the walls around me, reflecting thoughts of super moons and terrible losses.

To find that they were not projected by the moon but rather by work lights down on the Thruway.

There was no moon.

It's raining.

The song goes on and and on though, chickadees summer calling, Carolina Wren rhymes, a distant train mourning in deep whistles.

All singing and crying for John Prine I think. And the rain is tears. 

He wrote so much in beauty and meant so much to our family back in the days when my brother Michael and I played music together at family gatherings, him lending his beautiful voice and amazing talent to all, me playing backup just a little.

Paradise has long been one of my father's favorites and he always asked to hear it. For me it was Angel from Montgomery. I still love that song, even though arthritis stopped me from playing guitar some years ago.

The world is shedding talent and shredding hearts at all too fast a pace these days, spiraling down and down and ever downward. I cried for real for the first time yesterday. Not for any one of us but for all of us.....stay strong and safe dear friends and family. Much love from Northview Farm.


4 comments:

Cathy said...

Dear Friend . . . your heart-sharings are poetry that moves me in ways I've not experienced before. My words fail as I struggle to do yours justice. Love and Hugs from gray Ohio where you've pulled back the curtains so that we may share the poignant landscapes of the heart.

tryon1@frontiernet.net said...

Dear Daughter:
Your love for your family and the world we brought you into, shines in your poetry. We are very proud of you and love you so much. Your soft heart, keen mind, and magic words are a blessing for us all. Cry if you feel the need. It refreshes you with its waters. Swear at things you can't change, sometimes it changes them, re my old vintage washing machine and your diapers, rejoice in all we have available to us..I got a message my internet was out, but thankfully it came back on. Share with us all your love and Pray to a just and loving God that soon this will be over and we will go back to what we have been. Hugs and Kisses Virtually Dad and Mom. I saved Paradise to play again for him.

Jacqueline Donnelly said...

How grateful I am that we can hear John Prine for as long as we live, thanks to his records. I love knowing about your family singalongs. Thanks for presenting them so vividly to us.

threecollie said...

Cathy, thank you. I am so grateful for friends like you. Stay safe and strong and hugs from us right back to you

Mama, thank you so much for this. Sorry I am such a chronic grump. Naturally a good Montgomery grouch anyhow and this is just so much. I love you and dad immensely and am endless grateful for the curiosity and love of learning that you gave me. Much love!

Jacqueline, that is a good side of this. I love having YouTube where I can find videos of all the songs I love.