seems like yesterday – “Down to seeds and stems again” on the radio
As some of you know, I'm really into music, especially oldies from the 50s-70s. This haiku is about the power of music to evoke memory, in this case, a humorously mournful tear-in-the-beer song by the country rock band Commander Cody and his Lost Planet Airmen, from the early ‘70s. I heard this song on an oldies station for the first time in decades, and instantly recalled the days when I got to know this quirky music, and the faces of people I didn't realize I'd forgotten. The reference here is to pot, and having only seeds and stems left would be like having only “old maids” and no popcorn. I’m not a pot smoker, but I do love popcorn, so I can appreciate the situation!
The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.