How strange is the change
from those heavy gunmetal days
that fall in the cracks between
Christmas and New Year?
How sweet the shift of chord
from minor to major
as mornings become lighter
strewn with white and purple crocuses
and a blackbird’s song!
Kim M. Russell, 14th January 2019
De is looking after the pub today with the word ‘change’, which makes me think of David Bowie’s song ‘Changes’ and the song by Ella Fitzgerald: ‘Every time we say goodbye’ – I love the lines:
‘There’s no love song finer
But how strange the change from major to minor
Every time we say goodbye.’