I have thyme tea bubbling away on the stove and I am so very ill.
This is what I’m learning for the concert in France that I’ll be performing.
Wynton Marsalis and Kathleen Battle perform Handel’s “Alle voci del bronzo guerriero”.
Hard light, take the wings of the winter
Song bird, they were strong hands that held her
Miles above ground, we can’t see you now
Morning took the reins from the rider
Strong hands on the lap behind her
They tear her nightgown, we can’t see you now
killing of women for a man’s pain is so lazy though, like it’s the easiest “character development jump starter” out there. it’s so formulaic. the woman—a daughter, a sister, a lover—dies. The man who loves her, be it her father or her brother or her husband or boyfriend,…