Thinking of Carl Weissner, a great one
so rudely interrupted 12 years ago today.
There are things closer than rain that keep hope alive though in time they fade and pass from mind— tenement flowers seasoned with heartbreak, chattering weeds and the silence of fireflies— things that may not be more brilliant than a wine-stained shirt and crow’s-feet eyes. But they will do. — JH
Received privately from Gerard Bellaart: “here is to Carl from me … the cellist sol gabetta is really something…”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8c83bpOVXo