A personal Christmas tradition of mine is to listen to Dylan Thomas’ “A Child’s Christmas in Wales.” Now I can share it with everyone directly, via the miracle of the internet.
Dylan Thomas, “A Child’s Christmas In Wales.”
It’s a truly awesome piece of poetry, read in the great poet’s own fabulous Welsh accent.
Adding a layer of snow to the world makes me smile. That’s good.
Here’s a view down the Juyeop Esplanade at lunchtime, today, looking southwest. There’s a giant ROK flag on a flagpole, at the subway station in the distance. Kids were driving sleds down the ramps of the pedestrian overpasses.
RE xmas, I’ll reiterate an old standard: “bah humbug.”
Apparently my uncle really achieved a new level of xmas-avoidance this year – he booked a flight from the US to Australia that departs on the 24th and arrives on the 26th (because of the international date line). Now that takes xmas-avoidance to a completely new level. I’m impressed!
What I’m listening to right now.
Kray Van Kirk, “A Medicine for Melancholy.” I went to grade school with Kray. And middle school. And high school. He lived three blocks from the house I grew up in. Really.
