it's a grey easter evening driving along the southern state parkway back to manhattan, back to the cats, back to an early monday morning guys and dolls load-in for korrina. this morning the sun shone in through the montauk community church's stained glass window scene of the beach at ditch with the hoodoo cliffs in the background. one of the songs we sang this morning was "lord of the dance" which took me back in time to the folk services of my youth, and which took my sister back to the time she visited the canterbury shaker village. the tune, "simple gifts," is by joseph brackett, part of the shaker community in 1848. (aaron copland popularized the melody when he used it for the score of martha graham's ballet appalachian spring). in 1963 english songwriter sydney carter took the tune and put it to new words, and it's this version of "lord of the dance" which is now included in the presbyterian church hymnal. the shakers never danced to "lord of the dance," but they did dance to "simple gifts."
by day the blue will pale down into white where it touches the white of the land, after sunset it has a new circumference-orange, melting upwards into tenderest purple. but the core of blue persists, and so it is by night. then the stars hang like lamps from the immense vault. the distance between the vault and them is as nothing to the distance behind them, and that farther distance, though beyond colour, last freed itself from blue. -e.m. forster (a passage to india)
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Sunday, March 31, 2013
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