Thursday, March 4th, 2010
hosho mccreesh | blind willie johnson
Blind Willie Johnson
Huddled in the ruins of his
burned-out Beaumont home,
not a single goddamed place to go,
turned out from the infirmary
for being black and blind
and not worth saving,
shivering in a rain-soaked bed,
too sick to go sing on his corner,
the milky water filling those
strong, beautiful lungs.
Blind Willie Johnson,
shaking and trembling,
thinking back on a ravaged life,
back to strumming [...]















