Tonight at dusk a guy went a-riding
But the darkness wasn’t so frightening
No, the ladybugs that flew so thickly
Made him feel a little bit sickly
And say, “I’ve eaten my share of chitin.”
Tonight at dusk a guy went a-riding
But the darkness wasn’t so frightening
No, the ladybugs that flew so thickly
Made him feel a little bit sickly
And say, “I’ve eaten my share of chitin.”
Art for the first day of fall…
I.
Bill Evans playing “Autumn Leaves,” one of my favorite jazz tunes. (Judging by the YouTube comments, this isn’t the classic Evans trio with drummer Paul Motian and bassist Scott LaFaro, but this cut is at least as good as the canonical version on Portrait in Jazz.)
II.
“Porcelain,” a great poem by Carl Phillips (presented as a screen grab to preserve the formatting):