Thursday, January 06, 2011



The Highwayman…Phil Ochs

(from the poem by Alfred Noyes)

 The wind was a torrent of darkness
Among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon cloudy seas
And the road was a ribbon of moonlight
Over the purple moor...
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On this longest night, when the Earth leans into her deepest stillness, may a soft and ancient light find its way to you. May the quiet of t...