2.13.2009

Sonny Rollins and Thelonious Monk...

with Julius Watkins. Who knew a french horn could swing like that.







And now for something completely different:


The Snow Man



One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;


And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter


Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,


Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place


For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.




-Wallace Stevens (1879-1955)

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