"Impossibility, like Wine / Exhilarates the Man/ Who tastes it"
(Emily Dickinson)

Friday, May 9, 2014

Another One for the Hymnal

Blind Willie Johnson's "I Know His Blood Can Make Me Whole":


Pair with Pablo Neruda's "Ode to Wine":

Wine
moves the whole springtime,
joy grows like a plant,
walls crumble,
boulders,
abysses close up,
song is born.


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