-- "Of Dark Love:1"
What's gone can be a window
a circle in the eye of the sun.
What's gone can be a window
a circle, well, in the eye of the sun.
Take the circle from the world, girl,
you find the light have gone.
These is old blues
and I sing em like any woman do.
These the old blues
and I sing em, sing em, sing em. Just like any woman do
My life ain't done yet.
Naw. My song ain't through.
-- "Any Woman's Blues," 1975
When you say "The Valley" in Los Angeles, most people assume that you mean the San Fernando Valley ... but make no mistake: we are talking not about the valley of the sound stages and the ranchettes but about the real valley, the Central Valley, the fifty thousand square miles drained by the Sacramento and San Joaquin Rivers and further irrigated by a complex network of sloughs, cutoffs, ditches, and the Delta-Mendota and Friant-Kern Canals.
-- Slouching Toward Bethlehem, 1968
We planted pomegranate trees. They were of the finest quality and very expensive. Altogether we planted about seven hundred of them, and I myself planted a hundred, while my uncle planted eight or nine. We had a twenty-acre orchard of pomegranate trees over in the middle of the dry desert, and my uncle was crazy about it.
-- "The Pomegranate Trees," in My Name is Aram, 1940
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