Tuesday, January 29th

by musicclipoftheday

basement jukebox

Buddy Guy, “First Time I Met the Blues” (E. Montgomery), 1960




random sights

yesterday, Oak Park, Ill.


reading table

I had been hungry, all the Years – 
My Noon had Come – to dine – 
I trembling drew the Table near – 
And touched the Curious Wine – 

‘Twas this on Tables I had seen – 
When turning, hungry, Home 
I looked in Windows, for the Wealth 
I could not hope – for Mine –

I did not know the ample Bread – 
‘Twas so unlike the Crumb 
The Birds and I, had often shared 
In Nature’s – Dining Room –

The Plenty hurt me – ’twas so new – 
Myself felt ill – and odd – 
As Berry – of a Mountain Bush – 
Transplanted – to a Road –

Nor was I hungry – so I found 
That Hunger – was a way 
Of Persons outside Windows – 
The Entering – takes away –

—Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), 439 (Franklin)