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1. Be nice.
2. Don't say mean things.
3. Don't make a mean face.
4. Don't run off.
5. Don't fry bacon naked.
6. Everybody love everybody.
I wonder what Dr. King would think of American society in 2013.
Would he be pleased by the election and re-election of President Obama?
Would he be gratified that race relations have improved overall?
Or would he be heartbroken to learn that race, class and income disparities continue to divide us?
I hope he would be heartened by the awareness that—at least among many of us—his dream is still very much alive.
January 17, 1993
Dmitri Matheny & The SOMA Ensemble
Strength to Love: A Tribute to Martin Luther King, Jr.
To benefit the I Have A Dream Foundation
Greg Bridges, master of ceremonies
Dmitri Matheny, flugelhorn
Harvey Wainapel, alto saxophone
Regi Oliver, tenor saxophone
John Heller, guitar
John Wiitala, bass
Eddie Marshall, drums
Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
Like being there by that summer ocean
on the other side of the island while
love was fading out of her, the stars
burning so extravagantly those nights that
anyone could tell you they would never last.
Every morning she was asleep in my bed
like a visitation, the gentleness in her
like antelope standing in the dawn mist.
Each afternoon I watched her coming back
through the hot stony field after swimming,
the sea light behind her and the huge sky
on the other side of that. Listened to her
while we ate lunch. How can they say
the marriage failed? Like the people who
came back from Provence (when it was Provence)
and said it was pretty but the food was greasy.
I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.
Love me, love me, say you do
Let me fly away with you
For my love is like the wind
And wild is the wind
Give me more than one caress
Satisfy this hungriness
Let the wind blow through your heart
For wild is the wind
You touch me
I hear the sound of mandolins
You kiss me
And with a kiss the world begins
You're Spring to me
All things to me
You're life itself
Like a leaf clings to a tree
Oh my darling cling to me
For we're creatures of the wind
And wild is the wind, the wind, the wind
Wild is my love for you
"She's a real Joe.
You'll fall in love with her like everybody else."
—Humphrey Bogart (on Lauren Bacall)
"I can only say that he changed me.
He was my teacher, my husband, my friend.
He taught me how to live."
—Lauren Bacall (on Humphrey Bogart)