Wednesday, October 20, 2010

t is for time


What am I now that I was then?
May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.

Delmore Schwartz (1913-1966) poet,
from Calmly We Walk Through This April’s Day

I'm having a difficult time wrapping my head around the fact that we are closing in on the end of october! tempus fugit!

today's wall can be found in cleveland's fairfax neighborhood. while taking the photo, I asked some folks if they knew the artist, they turned me on to pastor frank. turns out pastor frank is the director of a local transitional housing program and is working, as he put it, to "put the neighbor back in the hood." TERRIFIC!!

pastor frank told me that harry-the-artist behind the sands of time has encountered some hard times and like too many these days is unemployed and homeless. join me with sending up thoughts and prayers for harry that the troubles will soon end.


the song is called fly like an eagle, most of us know it by the recurring line "time keeps on slipping into the future." written by steve miller in the early 1970s, the portal has some tasty tidbits on the tune




photo: cedar avenue, cleveland october 2010

wall wednesday continues

4 comments:

willow said...

Good thoughts and prayers for Harry this morning. Wonderful art.

Roy said...

Thoughts and vibes for Harry! And thanks for that blast from the past!

Betsy said...

thinking of you and Harry!

I totally agree...where did October go!!?

xo

Megan said...

Time is, time was. I will be hoping for Harry and for all in the same predicament.

Now I feel like a heel for whining about my job in my last post! Oh well!

Happy Wall Wednesday, Kim. You sure do find some great ones.