On “Sligo River Blues – Original Recording” by John Fahey

(2/17/21)

Plodding along, I hike
To an ethereal song
Which pulls me tenuously
toward some celestial sky


Though,

I never arrive.


A deep unknown sadness,
Mountains of melancholy
Collide violently; I am crying.
I am crying on the banks of the Sligo.

Onward, trudging through mud
I continue.
‘Till, perspiring, I sit and strip, and
Plunging beneath the
Inarticulate waves of Sligo River,

I come up on the other side.

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