Leonard Cohen is trending on Facebook. I hovered over his name in my newsfeed to find that today is his birthday.
Happy Birthday, Leonard Cohen.
A few days ago, a friend sent me this:
She prefaces the one book with the following acknowledgement:
Ring the bells that still can ring,
Forget your perfect offering,
There’s a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.
I first used that stanza in my second book. When I contacted him to ask permission and find out what I’d have to pay for it, he got back through his agent to say he would give it to me for free.
I’d paid handsomely for other poetry excerpts, and rightly so. I’d expected to pay for this, especially
Instead of asking for thousands—he asked for nothing.
I cannot begin to imagine the light that floods into that man.
And now you’re holding my imperfect offering.