Saturday, July 31, 2010

The Past is never dead

 
The past is never dead. It's not even past.--William Faulkner
 
it is easy to live in some other place than now
to lie in bed at 3:00 in the morning worrying
about what we "need"to do,
praying is the only good thing to come from this..
when we don't pray,
our hearts become even harder than they already are..
last night we walked with Jack around the square
the sidewalk full of folks milling about
lovers holding hands
other dogs walking their people
music spilling out from the pubs
the heavenly aroma of food coming from the incredible eateries,
Oxford is a little slice of paradise,
a dream town with a laid back personality
we walked into the museum and they welcomed Jack as well,
it is now my favorite museum because they welcomed Jack
the exhibit was of photographs taken around the square
images from the last 5 decades
there are many ghosts in this town
it's pretty cool to live in the town William Faulkner came from,
a town which Bob Dylan wrote a scathing song about,
a song that needed writing at the time,
a place with numerous writers and poets
a place with more mojo than you can shake a stick at..
 
wkm
Oxford
 
 

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