Friday, 8 May 2015

On the Beethoven Way near Mödling

Walking in the woods one day
I met a man upon the path 
A stranger coming up the hill,
We paused to talk of this and that,
And then we went our separate ways.

One of the many side paths.
A neglected sign. I did my best to clean it with hanky and spit.
- under the green stain Beethoven's fading words:
"Holy! holy! . . . sweet stillness of the woods!"


  1. Those words are lovely - simple and yet somehow very effective.

  2. Is he one man or two? It seems like you were in two minds on that day when the man came before you.

    1. I know what you men, but it was just the one. I'm often in two minds though.

  3. Replies
    1. Perhaps the stranger was looking for George Szirtes' path in Lumb Bank 4 and got confused. It is, after all, very similar.

    2. I hope he found him then. Or they found each other. Although I directed him along the path to Beethoven's Mass in C-Major Opus 86 . . .


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