Jorge Ben, ‘Take it Easy My Brother Charles’
small-town cat bank robber singalong
I had a dream that I went to the Kennebunk library with Ibsen by mistake… like Ibsen somehow tagged along like a dog in a movie, and so I kept trying to figure out what to do with him. Then Andrew came and picked us up and we drove off singing a song we made up about John Dillinger.
Seal Lullaby
Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us,
And black are the waters that sparkled so green.
The moon, o’er the combers, looks downward to find us
At rest in the hollows that rustle between.
Where billow meets billow, there soft be thy pillow;
Ah, weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease!
The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark overtake thee,
Asleep in the arms of the slow-swinging seas.
‘Seal Lullaby’ by Rudyard Kipling
