Signifying nothing

Home is So Sad

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left,
Shaped to the comfort of the last to go
As if to win them back. Instead, bereft
Of anyone to please, it withers so,
Having no heart to put aside the theft

And turn again to what it started as,
A joyous shot at how things ought to be,
Long fallen wide. You can see how it was:
Look at the pictures and the cutlery.
The music in the piano stool. That vase.
Philip Larkin

323) Al Green: I’m Still in Love With You (desert island album #1); 324) Marvin Gaye: What’s Going On (DI album #9); 325) Roxy Music: Avalon (Maybe I need a bigger island); 326) Kate Bush: Hounds of Love (wow, this was a great stretch of CDs); 327) Van Morrison: Beautiful Vision; 328) Ace of Base: The Sign (just bought for .50 @ a garage sale. Worth all .50, not more); 328) Los Lobos: The Ride; 329) Armand Van Helden: Cha Cha (yikes, who gave me the maxi-single!); 330) Shalabi Effect: The Trial of St Orange (interesting improv).