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Adjö så länge

August 5, 2008

Tonight’s my last night in Scandinavia. Right now I’m sitting on my bed in my room at the Hotel Grand Stockholm, with the windows open (it’s 50 degrees out—a little taste of fall) and Robin Holcomb playing on my computer.

It’s been a great trip. Gorgeous cities. I was in both Copenhagen and Stockholm. I love being in European cities, especially when it feels fall-ish like it does now; it feels so out of time, so disconnected from America, and maybe it reminds me of my first trip to Paris, nine years ago now, in October or November, I forget which. And then, in Paris, with my friend Amber and her friends, I drank too much wine (and smoked too much joint) one night, and was down for the count: Threw up, got undressed, laid down in hotel bed, had the spins; But I rallied.

I roused; washed; re-dressed, and came back into Amber’s hotel room, where the party was still going on. “I am Lazarus, come from the dead!” I said. “I have come to tell you, come to tell you all.”

We went out that night to a basement club, hot and sweaty. We walked along the Seine in the rain. We took a black cab back to the hotel. Later in the trip, we visited the Pere Lachaise cemetary, fall leaf-littered and blustery. We saw Jim Morrison’s grave, and Maria Callas’ (“whoever she is”), and Oscar Wilde’s, which on the observe reads thusly:

And alien tears will fill for him
Pity’s long-broken urn
For his mourners will be outcast men
And outcasts always mourn

Now in Sweden I think about that; or I think about that often. Now I’m listening to Robin Holcomb; a cool breeze is blowing in from the Baltic:

Consider, friends, when this you see
How my life was lived by me
How I shall pass I cannot know
But I don’t mind to be starting over

And back to New York tomorrow.

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One Comment leave one →
  1. Jake Freedom permalink
    August 7, 2008 1:12 pm

    That sounded good – and complete.

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