James Varda – These Times

The poetry of James Varda resonates more now than when he first wrote it. In this age when we are fed with fear and lies.

This is a song from his wonderful album The River and the Stars.

I think in these last couple of years we’ve all been battered like roses in the hailstorm.

May the fresh buds bloom.

James deserves to be much better known. I love the delicateness and vulnerability of his voice on his softer songs but I also like the power on songs like These Times.

These Times

These times
Call for brevity
No words are large enough to mourn
We dwell in the darkness
Adrift in the rapids
A satellite that’s gone astray

These times
Not for you and me
Choked and harnessed from a seed
Clothed with fear and fed with lies
These times
Just move along

These times
Ephemeral
Just a ride upon a wheel
And when the hour comes
This solid house
Just a rose inside a hailstorm

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