In a dark room a candle is lit.
Everything in that room
is at once illuminated on one side
and projects a shadow on the other.
Everything that has light casts a shadow.
Light and shadow go hand in hand.
But if the flame itself has no shadow,
Does the candle’s flame really have light?
translated by Gustavo V. Segade
“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.”
“I wanna stand beneath the clock just one more time.
Wanna wait on the platform for the Hudson line.
I guess you’re never really all alone, or too far from the pull of home,
An’ the stars upon that painted dome still shine.”
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Winter has returned to New York this week – but we expect it to vanish again by Tuesday or Wednesday. I thought it might be nice to go underground. So I hopped on the subway to Times Square/42nd Street and then took the shuttle to Grand Central Terminal.
I thought I would try a 40’s spin on it…