I ask my mother to sing

She begins, and my grandmother joins her.
Mother and daughter sing like young girls.
If my father were alive, he would play
his accordion and sway like a boat.
I've never been in Peking, or the Summer Palace,
nor stood on the great Stone Boat to watch
the rain begin on Kuen Ming Lake, the picnickers
running away in the grass.
But I love to hear it sung;
how the waterlilies fill with rain until
they overturn, spilling water into water,
then rock back, and fill with more,
Both women have begun to cry.
But neither stops her song.

Li-Young Lee

another favourite to see out the first month of the new year. maybe for morph, because she liked the other one.

and, I'm just going to add this song. I don't know why I never had it on the blog before.

REM - for Crash

Feeling nostalgic - think this was the first I heard of them, and it blew me away on late night radio in those days. It's not as great now, but I have a soft spot for it.



This one I still love, though. Great title, and I love overlapping harmonies - not that they actually do on reflection - oh well.



And this, thanks to 'glo for locating the video for this one!



and to end with a bit of frippery x 2. One is amateur vid and one live, I'm afraid