Night Music
Sachal Vasandani's music was blogged about on Sepia Mutiny - and as the post had mentioned jazz, I went running to find his very lovely music. The brother got mad skillz, and more than the above song, the song "Storybook Fiction" would have been perfect for tonight's mood only if I could have found it in full.
This chance discovery also made me remember an afternoon from way back in late 2001, when I first heard the music of Norah Jones in the Ponce de Leon Borders Bookstore in Atlanta on one of my weekend pilgrimages, and knew I had struck gold - all this way way before she hit big time. I wouldn't be surprised if Sachal repeats Norah's trick.
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A Ghazal After A Villanelle
"We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow".
~ Theodore Roethke
After those blizzard-obliterated dawns in which waking & walking was slow A clear moonlit night arrives in which these feet seem to know where to go.
After seasons spent shuttling - map-less, frost-masked - between cities of snow, I turn into her lane, and seem to know this is where I should have been ages ago.
After all she seems to know how to strike each note of your heart’s arpeggio. But do you, breathless Sashi, know how this emphatic YES to her should go?
for N.
Note: the track I was listening to while attempting to make this ghazal out of my scribbles
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