Oh yes, Tambourine Man is addictively haunting, and IMO one of the most beautiful songs ever written, for sheer gorgeous imagery maybe the most beautiful.
And again from Desolation Row, some great lines summing up the whole charade we've been going through for months now: They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town. Sal On Oct 13, 2016, at 8:32 AM, feste37 <no_re...@yahoogroups.com> wrote: These are some of the Dylan lines that have always stuck with me, going back to the time before I even knew what poetry was: Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted frightened trees Out to the windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky With one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea Circled by the circus sands With all memory and fate Driven deep beneath the waves Let me forget about today until tomorrow "Mr. Tambourine Man," of course. I remember "Desolation Row" very well too. It was one of my favorites, back in the sixties. ---In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, <salsunshineiniowa@...> wrote : Finally.! Actually thought it might be a joke at first. Some good news at last. "And the only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row.” http://www.nytimes.com/2016/10/14/arts/music/bob-dylan-nobel-prize-literature.html Sal
