The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Aftermath: Japan #3

Original Caption:

Maidens of Hiroshima Look Ahead.

New York -- The Hiroshima Maidens, a group of Japanese girls brought to this country some months ago for plastic surgery to repair the scars inflicted by the atomic bomb dropped on Hiroshima on August 6th, 1945, have begun their long medical ordeal at New York's Mt. Sinai Hospital. At left is Soyoko Kumatsu, who eats lunch from a tray brought to her by nurse Lona Miller. (1955)


Iconista said...

Lord, this is an oddly macabre little snap!

Peter L. Winkler said...

Having recently been hospitalized, what this photo reveals to me is how the essentials of the hospital environment remain relatively constant even decades later.