LEONARD


I shouldn’t have been shocked when an acquaintance mentioned they had never heard of Leonard Cohen. I need to realize that we are all different and into our own music, poetry and writing.
I’ve been an admirer and fan of Cohen for over forty years. I think I own every song he’s recorded. However I don’t own all the hundreds of poems, novels or essays he has published, but maybe someday.  The man has been one of the most creative and prolific writers of our time. Leonard is in the Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame, the Canadian Music Hall of Fame and The American Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.Leonard CohenHe has suffered from depression most of his life, but now as he approaches his 80th birthday, he seems to suffer less and less each year. I spend a few hours every day writing. I’m always interested in other writers…their writing process…their research and their motivation.

Cohen’s writing process, as he told an interviewer in 1998, is “like a bear stumbling into a beehive or a honey cache: I’m stumbling right into it and getting stuck, and it’s delicious and it’s horrible and I’m in it and it’s not very graceful and it’s very awkward and it’s very painful and yet there’s something inevitable about it”
So, for my good friend who would like to be introduced to Leonard Cohen, I think he should be read before listened to. Here are two of his poems I like a lot, but they are also incredible songs he has recorded.

Tonight Will Be Fine

Sometimes I find I get to thinking of the past.
We swore to each other then that our love would surely last.
You kept right on loving, I went on a fast, 
now I am too thin and your love is too vast.

But I know from your eyes
and I know from your smile
that tonight will be fine,
will be fine, will be fine, will be fine
for a while.

I choose the rooms that I live in with care,
the windows are small and the walls almost bare,
there’s only one bed and there’s only one prayer;
I listen all night for your step on the stair.

But I know from your eyes
and I know from your smile
that tonight will be fine,
will be fine, will be fine, will be fine
for a while.

Oh sometimes I see her undressing for me,
she’s the soft naked lady love meant her to be
and she’s moving her body so brave and so free.
If I’ve got to remember that’s a fine memory.

And I know from her eyes
and I know from her smile
that tonight will be fine,
will be fine, will be fine, will be fine
for a while.

DARKNESS

I CAUGHT THE DARKNESS
IT WAS DRINKING FROM YOUR CUP
I CAUGHT THE DARKNESS
IT WAS DRINKING FROM YOUR CUP
I SAID IS THIS CONTAGIOUS
YOU SAID JUST DRINK IT UP

I GOT NO FUTURE
I KNOW MY DAYS ARE FEW
AND THE PRESENT’S NOT THAT PLEASANT
JUST A LOT OF THINGS TO DO
I THOUGHT THE PAST WOULD LAST ME
BUT THE DARKNESS GOT THAT TOO

I SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT COMING
IT WAS RIGHT BEHIND YOUR EYES
YOU’RE YOUNG AND IT WAS SUMMER
AND I JUST HAD TO TAKE THE DIVE
WINNING YOU WAS EASY
BUT DARNESS WAS THE PRIZE

I DON’T SMOKE NO CIGARETTES
I DON’T DRINK NO ALCOHOL
I AIN’T HAD MUCH LOVIN’ YET
BUT THAT’S ALWAYS BEEN YOUR CALL
HEY BUT I DON’T MISS IT BABY
I GOT NOT TASTE FOR ANYTHING AT ALL

I USED TO LOVE THE RAINBOWS
AND I USED TO LOVE THE VIEW
I LOVE THE EARLY MORNING
AND I’D PRETEND THAT IT WAS YOU
BUT I CAUGHT THE DARKNESS BABY
AND I GOT IT WORSE THAN YOU

I CAUGHT THE DARKENESS
IT WAS DRINKING FROM YOUR CUP
I CAUGHT THE DARKNESS
T WAS DRINKING FROM YOUR CUP
I SAID IS THIS CONTAGIOUS
YOU SAID JUST DRINK IT UP

About bakoheat

Writer/Musician
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One Response to LEONARD

  1. fiddlrts says:

    Good writing. I may have to explore Cohen’s non-musical works.

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