Saturday, November 14, 2009

November: The wind blows and the sun dies

Some November moodiness for all the Scorpios with birthdays this dark and gloomy month when it starts to seem that the sun will never return.

The audio is Art of Noise's "Opus 4." The lyrics are drawn from the 1844 poem, "No!," by Thomas Hood. They stripped away some of the 19th century ornateness. Here's what they kept:
No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! -
The "no bees" gets me every time.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

14 november 2009
218pm EST
63F with Bright Brilliant Sunshine
7mph wind out of the south
i see peeps in shorts and short sleeves walking bicycling jogging
i pinch myself and ask is this november in michigan ????
and i give thanks to global warming and climate change.