From the recording ... all her geese are swans
Lyrics
Everything ended as it began. She wished only to begin. She is struck by the improbability of their relationship. She trusted certain feelings herself precisely because they did not lead to conclusions. She talks a great deal in an insistent voice. She believes that the individual will should never bow to the demands of conventional morality. He senses that she by being all that is opposite and therefore complementary to him. Can make the world complete for him. What is it that cannot happen? Because she was the first she was equal in his memory to the sum of all the others. She had trusted him as she unthinkingly trusted the sun to rise in the morning. I am not the same, she whispered. Everything she had ever noticed in the world stood between his life and hers. First experience is protected by a sense of enormous power. It wields magic. Out of the window she could see the sky. September blue. Calendars and clocks are our inadequate inventions. But this was no nostalgia for a vague past which could always be conjured up and induced to return. Her features and her figure possess a kind of angularity which suggests a distinct circumscribed independence of mind. Through his eyes she found herself pleasing. Doubt produced its own form of erotic stimulation. What is not desired has never existed. She and he together, mysteriously and naked. She opens her legs. She moves sideways so as to be beneath him. The clock keeps another time. A telephone rang in a distant room. Suddenly there is nothing to regret. It is already the future. She hangs there motionless and yet not falling. Two years passed. It was the sheer number of memories, their mass, which oppressed him. Sometimes what remained was an absence. No one knows how to wait anymore because they haven’t anything worth waiting for. They leave the earth behind them. They throw back their heads and their feet go up towards the sky.
