A Stroll Though Memory, Time and Politics With Stops Along The Way
As if this totally rotten week needed another bit of bad news, the world has now lost Leonard Cohen. One of the most remarkable poets and lyricists of our age is gone.
We can at least be grateful for the books and recordings filled with every emotion known to human beings told in a raw and real voice. Farewell good man. I will miss you, but I have the music.
Retired great grandmother living in the Northwest US. Former radio Public Service Director and National Accounts Manager.
I’m a hair-dishevelled heilan’ coo,
Hamish McKay be ma name;
Welcome tae this dreichet glen
I’m cursed tae ca’ ma hame.
Depending on the mood I’m in
I’ll raise ma horns on high,
An’ if I like the look o’ ye
I’ll likely let ye by.
But should I dinnae like the look
O’ ye, then tak great care,
I’ll raise ma horns on high again,
Go on, get oot o’there!
So whether welcome yae or nae,
I’ll raise these horns sae mean,
Then ye shall ken ma meaning
By the twinkle o’ ma een.
Courtesy of
MARION GRAY Wollaton Road Wollaton Park Nottingham
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