August 17th, 2009

alice listening

just before our love got lost...

I rarely / never do this - post a lyric as a 'poem' or share a music video BUT my friend Meghan from downstairs let me have her cd of Joni Mitchell's classic album 'Blue' tonight and so I played it this evening while writing in my paper journal up in my hot apartment and got hooked / got it / felt it / put it on repeat. So many lines & reasons to share it. Reminds me of a love lost (tossed?) and of someone I love who paints in her love lost and it makes me think of drinking someone up & wanting more & being caught & (having to / wanting to) let go ---- but holding onto something (sometimes not even out of choice) like what pours out of me from time to time in these lines (to paraphrase Joni) oh, from time to time because of him / you / them / that beautiful drink.

A Case Of You
by Joni Mitchell

Just before our love got lost you said
"I am as constant as a northern star"
And I said "Constantly in the darkness
Where's that at?
If you want me I'll be in the bar"

On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet

Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
oh I would still be on my feet

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid

I remember that time you told me you said
"Love is touching souls"
Surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet

Oh I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
"Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed"

Oh but you are in my blood
You're my holy wine
You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet

Oh, I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
I would still be on my feet


© 1970; Joni Mitchell