A blog devoted to the actors and public policy issues involved in the 1998 District of Columbia Court of Appeals decision in Freedman v. D.C. Department of Human Rights, an employment discrimination case.
September by Hermann HesseThe garden is in mourning.Cool rain seeps into the flowers.Summertime shudders,quietly awaiting his end.Golden leaf after leaf fallsfrom the tall acacia tree.Summer smiles, astonished and feeble,at his dying dream of a garden.For just a while he tarriesbeside the roses, yearning for repose.Slowly he closeshis weary eyes.
Lucia Popp, soprano, Georg Solti conducting.
This has always been my favorite of the Strauss Four Last Songs.Both my father and my sister were born in September. My father was born on Yom Kippur eve. What does that mean?
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