Thursday, April 2, 2009

Hallelujah Blue

Love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.  So says Leonard Cohen.

I've had this idea for many years now that blue is the color of love.  Not just any blue, though.  It has to be a blue both deep and luminous.  Chagall had it down.  It also appears for a few fleeting moments at sunset on a clear evening, approximately three-quarters-sky distance from the sun's slicing the western horizon.  I am constantly on the lookout for this blue.  

I wrote lyrics the other day basically rejecting Cohen's definition of love (Turns out hallelujah means rejoice).  But still, if I were to design my own personal box of crayons, Hallelujah Blue would be my favorite.


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