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

The Cool Hall of Fame #166


Rachel Carson

4 comments :

William Friedman said...

Is that a monkey on the rock next to her?

Christopher said...

LOL!!!..I was gonna say something about that...whats that odd critter over on that rock??..maybe its a Chupacabra!..or is this a ghost sighting??

Fred said...

I guess this looks more like a Not So Silent Autumn, what with the kids, the dog, the monkey...

Patricia said...

I know the woods. My house is across the creek from the house that she built in Silver Spring. This was the house that she wrote Silent Spring in...