it was yesterday, when
the ghosts of candles
raindrops, windows,
it was green, and it was gray
all the words, the music,
the beauty, created out of pain
and then, today
I barely know you
yet
alone, I see you
alone, I miss you
and there is no more rain
“…music, the art most conductive to unspoken fellowship, …”
from the Afterword of Gaddis book Agapē Agape.
A brand new young friend, with the most impressive musical taste, shared a song from this album with me. The entire album is just so good! That bit of magical southern goth, fun, a bit unconventional, and oh well, so so good!
Another favorite album of this summer:
