“I was 15 when I first became deeply touched by the rhythm and structure of words. I would haunt all the secondhand book shops in Montreal with this huge appetite for poetry. My two great heroes are WB Yeats and Fernando Garcia Lorca.” He quotes from Lorca’s Song Of The Morning Market: “ Under…
Friday 20 October 1978. Leonard Cohen, photographed for the Georgia Straight. This pic is the cover photo on the recent bio by Sylvie Simmons, in Canada, the US, Germany, Spain, the Netherlands, and—HOT FLASH!—Denmark (soon). — with Leonard Cohen.
"A Thousand Kisses Deep" - Leonard Cohen
To Kill A Mockingbird (1962)
Now that I was compelled to think about it, reading was something that just came to me, as learning to fasten the seat of my union suit without looking around, or achieving two bows from a snarl of shoelaces. I could not remember when the lines above Atticus’s moving finger separated into words, but I had stared at them all the evenings in my memory, listening to the news of the day, Bills to Be Enacted into Laws, the diaries of Lorenzo Dow—anything Atticus happened to be reading when I crawled into his lap every night. Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.
Theme from “To Kill A Mockingbird” - Elmer Bernstein
Harper Lee said it best: One does not love breathing.
Breathing, living and all its association become inconsequential
So much so that we often forget their importance.
And our dependence.
That is, until threatened to be taken away.