Leonard Cohen's "Take This Longing"

Atlantic thundering outside my window with its stormy white tongue, an 18 hour work day done, this late night meal of greens and bread, and this Cohen's song for a lover gone - take this longing from my tongue - and yet desired so much again, now form the mental walls of a room in which I sit.

"Autumn Solitude" from Mahler's great song cycle "The Song of The Earth", and Darcey Bussell of the Royal Ballet in her finale show.

And how can last stanza of Rilke's "Autumn Day" be far from my mind:

"Wer jetzt kein Haus hat, baut sich keines mehr. Wer jetzt allein ist, wird es lange bleiben, wird wachen, lesen, lange Briefe schreiben und wird in den Alleen hin und her unruhig wandern, wenn die Blatter treiben."

Music from Mahler's Fifth Symphony (Movt. 4. Adagietto), set to London, a place I have only met so far in the novels of Charles Dickens.