Pinwheel of Death

Virginia Dupuy


SONGS

Writers Warren Benson

Genres Classical

Recorded 1999

Lyrics Poem by Tennessee Williams:

MY LITTLE ONE
WHOSE TONGUE IS DUMB,
WHOSE FINGERS
CANNOT HOLD THINGS,
WHO IS
SO MERCILESSLY YOUNG,
HE LEAPS
UPON THE INSTANT THINGS.

I HOLD HIM NOT.
INDEED,
WHO COULD?
HE RUNS
INTO THE BURNING WOOD.
FOLLOW,
FOLLOW IF YOU CAN!
HE WILL COME OUT
GROWN TO A MAN
AND NOT REMEMBER
WHOM HE KISSED,
WHO CAUGHT HIM
BY THE SLENDER WRIST
AND BOUND HIM
BY A TENDER YOKE
WHICH,
UNDERSTANDING NOT,
HE BROKE.
Writers Warren Benson

Genres Classical

Recorded 1999

Lyrics Poem by Tennessee Williams:

OLD MEN ARE FOND
OF LITTLE CERTAINTIES.
THE MAIL WILL ARRIVE
AT EXACTLY THREE-FORTY-FIVE,
THE CROSSWORD PUZZLE
WILL BE IN THE UPPER
LEFT HAND CORNER
OF PAGE TWENTY-THREE.

THE WEIGHT OF A BABY,
THE LENGTH AND BREADTH
OF A SHOE,
THE EXACT AMOUNT
OF A BILL
AND WHEN IT IS DUE,
THE PLACE
WHERE IT HAPPENED,
NOT WHY,
BUT PRECISELY WHEN.

OLD MEN
ARE NOT AT ALL FOND
OF GOING BEYOND
FAMILIAR ATTACHMENTS...

THEY DON'T WANT TO ROAM
IN THE GLOAM
OR TO COMB
THE FUTURE
WITH A FINE-TOOTH COMB
TOO FAR FROM HOME.

NO, OLD MEN
ARE NOT AT ALL FOND
OF GOING
MUCH DISTANCE BEYOND
SUCH LITTLE CERTAINTIES
AS THOSE MENTIONED ABOVE,
THE NAME
AND THE DATE
AND THE PLACE
AND THE NUMBER
AND THE HUNGER
AND LOVE...

BUT WHAT ABOUT OLD MEN?
EVERYBODY GETS TO BE OLD
NOW AND THEN.
 

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