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Grain in the Larder I George Wallace & Electronic Friends

GRAIN IN THE LARDER (3:45) They have business of their own and do not bother with the business of others, a pace that is slow in that there is no hurry, a manner that circles in on its own sweet self, a manner that does not need to materialize or capitalize. and the people look you straight in the eye and don't look away, and young men in love with the neighborhood brew, and young women in love with the way their clothes hang on their practical bodies, and their hair falling rich in the doorways and marketplaces, and they are easy with each other, the bankers and button makers, easy with each other, the landlord and the roustabout, the river and the river rock, stride confidently across poor cobblestones, this old town, it is all shoulder to shoulder and the plague can’t kill you or the passage of time, and oppression hasn't killed them yet, from abroad or from within, an old town, an old people, business of their own and no one to bother them about it, and their shoulders are round like seven hills, and their faces, long, furrowed and fruitful, and their streets are laid out in their custom and manner, they who have witnessed the domestication of horse and olive, grape and goat and most men, most men, how dark and unmoved and purposeful their gaze, how indigenous all this, this old town, skip millennia without apology or disobedience, without possession or being possessed, no ghosts in the attic, no secrets in the cabinet, how optimistic their gait, and the multitude of children tumbling along easily, easily, grain in the larder, grain in the larder and there is no distance between the steep old streets of this old town and the arteries of heaven, how dark and innocent, how purposeful and unmoved, and the neighborhood brandy and the young women in love with the way their hair falls rich and full in doorways and marketplaces, grain in the larder, grain in the larder, no distance between the steep old streets and the arteries of heaven From ALL FALL DOWN, fifth album of songs with lyrics from poems by George Wallace, brought to musical life with AI/Digital assistance Feb 26. #georgewallacepoet