They sat together in the park
As the evening sky got dark
She looked at him and he felt a spark
Tingle to his bones
'Twas then he felt alone
And wished he'd gone straight
And watched out
For a simple twist of fate.
--Bob Dylan, "Simple Twist of Fate," Blood on the Tracks, 1975
My favorite songs are those that make me think, "Yes! That's exactly what it's like! I know that feeling!" In fact, I think that's largely what the aesthetic experience is. It's not just thinking that something looks "pretty," it's not just liking the "colors." The aesthetic experience is a recognition of truth.
So the truth, for me, in this Dylan song, is that I don't feel alone until I meet somebody who I want to be with and can't have. Until I feel a connection with somebody, I don't know what I'm missing by not having it (or by not having the feeling reciprocated).
Take care,
Jeff
1 comment:
That empty feeling you're experiencing is the lack of me in your life. But, the bright side to this nearly impossible situation is that you're within walking distance of an Original Pancake House.
BTW, have you written and posted all of these today?
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