Sunday 15 September 2024

'we hold it lawful to pray with these sinners'

'je revois la ville en fête et en délire

suffoquant sous le soleil...' -  la foule (the crowd), edith piaf

horsemouth knew that the tune was familiar. it is in fact the tune to que nadie sepa mi sufrir (let no one know my suffering), also known as amor de mis amores and as covered by los lobos (which is where horsemouth first heard it).

of course consideration of the crowd is a very horsemouth thing. he has le bon somewhere and elias canetti's masse und macht (crowds and power). he worked into some of his later theoretical writing but quite how he did it you'll have to wait to find out. 

as sure as eggs is eggs (aching men's feet) - 1 mile there and 1 mile back (uphill and downhill). then horsemouth did some gardening (he grubbed up the last of the peas and later ate them). carrots, beetroot, runner beans, peas - all of them successfully grown by horsemouth (of his other attempts at food growing the less said the better). 

later (after a lie down) zoom beers with howard. maria had been in town, howard had met up with her and been to the tate modern. howard is reading love's work at horsemouth's recommendation - horsemouth wonders how he will get on with it. 

yesterday in 1915 kafka went to the wonder rabbi's, tonight (in 1915) he is unable to make himself go to kol nidre - a night when outcasts are welcomed and all vows to god for the year are repudiated in advance (so that there will be no sin in breaking them - if horsemouth has understood all this correctly). 

'in the heavenly academy and in the earthly academy, by the authority of hashem and by the authority of this congregation, we hold it lawful to pray with these sinners.'

this year it doesn't fall until october 11th after rosh hashanah (october 2nd). 

after today no kafka's diary (at least in max brod's selection) until the 28th. 

yesterday night (in 1870) kilvert dined at the vicarage. today (in 1870) it is hay fair (the church is decorated with plants). 

here at night early sightings of the harvest moon - a waxing gibbous moon horsemouth believes and low on the horizon. 

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