Page 19 - TheGoldBug1967-68

"a candle burning constantly/Including the darkness not yet seen" You came ... sauntered lnu.glanced a rourrl.Land politely exited. Couldn't you see. the candle flickering shakily in this paisley place? Couldn't you hear the sound of lonely notes aching to he comprehended, reel something of the strange movement tn the shimmering shadows? The No Name isn't three or four more hours of the GIGIF', and just gt:rncln-g around, the ACTION BABY just wasn't to be had, not without effort anyway, and maybe the switch from cold beer to hot cider wasn't all that appealing, so you just ... left. O.K., so you heard the Hippies performed burial rites for Halght-Ash- bur y, May I humbly pr-oclaf m-that No Name has experienced a rebirth of wonder: and 1 don't mean "Christ cllmbed down" or anything llke that. ••, hut out of the maize of air and cigarette smoke, people emerged ••• and some were celebrating and some were educating and some were meditat- ing, and the colors shimmering in the flame were only reflections, Out of maize and air I watched the candle shinmer, diminish, and dis- . appear. When I came in there was nothing between me and the night. When I left there was war-mth there, and not just from hot elder either. LiNDA L. WILEY