Midnight ~
You may want to come out of the blinding light of infatuation for just a moment, to realize that a particular person is quite unaware that Leonard has even
covered anyone, and had one of the very
songs , with the directly-stated
attributing and thanking ,
in her possession at one point! Likewise, the length of time that she's been listening to Leonard is not particularly lengthy! She would have been the
FIRST to have immediately nailed it to time, place, book, etc. to make glaringly clear her superior knowledge to the underling dolts who missed it. Make
no mistake about that. What happened to work in her favour was the nebulous nature of her reply. However, the exclamation and question marks, accompanying the phrase "!What the Hell???!!!" to a poem with such obvious shock value begs you to use a tad of common sense here. A little common sense never hurt anybody. Meanwhile, a big "Whew!" can be heard across these pages. Nebulousity ain't
always bad, either

.
My own orientation is through his music. I by no means have everything he has written ~ early, late, or otherwise. I have some things that he has written, that I have yet to read. I don't feel the least bit apologetic about this fact, nor about not having recognized, or being able to recognize this as having been one of his. The "and said prayers and made laments" struck me and was very recognizably Leonard-like, but for anyone who admires Leonard, as Lightning indicated "this writer" did, similar phrasing would not be at all unusual. I have never and will never proclaim to be a Leonard Cohen "expert." Neither have I ever claimed to know every word to every song, and from which every phrase originates. All I will tell you is that he has been a major force in my life;I love his voice, his singing, his music, and his writing; and he affects me more intensely than any other. This poem is no exception in its intensity and impact.
Yes, Lightning, I wish it could have gone on longer, too. As Helven said, the "unprejudiced opinion"s would have
all ended up priceless. Love your sense of humour, though

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~ Elizabeth