Hum along.

 

Dear Listener,

Here is your song for today; I hope you have time to hum along with it.  Have the original, too; it's a lovely, cinematic song, with all kinds of musical references.

Water of Love

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Besprinkled,

 

I hope, wherever you are, you are enjoying a damp, wet, rainy, and/or snowy winter.  Here at the Dodo, we are very satisfied with the mud and the dripping, and this water dropletting reminds me to show you this.

 

Remarkable, no?  To accompany this marvel of the natural world, a poem by William Carlos Williams:

 

 

RAIN

 

As the rain falls

so does

           your love

bathe every

                  open

object of the world--

In houses

the priceless dry

                         rooms

of illicit love

where we live

hear the wash of the

                                rain--

There

          paintings

and fine

             metalware

woven stuffs--

all the whorishness

of our

           delight

sees

from its window

the spring wash

of your love

                      the falling

rain--

The trees

are become

beasts fresh-risen

from the sea--

water

trickles

from the crevices of

their hides--

So my life is spent

                              to keep out love

with which

she rains upon

                         the world

of spring

                    drips

so spreads

                     the words

far apart to let in

                           her love

And running in between

the drops

                   the rain

is a kind physician

                              the rain

of her thoughts over

the ocean

                     every

where

           walking with

invisible swift feet

over

         the helpless

                            waves--

Unworldly love

that has no hope

                            of the world

                            and that

cannot change the world

to its delight--

           The rain

falls upon the earth

and grass and flowers

come

          perfectly

into form from its

                           liquid

clearness

                But love is

unworldly

                and nothing

comes of it but love

following

and falling endlessly

from

          her thoughts

 

 

 

Here also, is a song, to emphasize the wonder of water.  May your rain barrels overflow!