Surrealistic Dreams

We
had the pleasure and honor to dine with Endara
Crow
at The Trattoria
de Enrico
in Guayaquil, shortly before his death at 60 in 1996. He took charge
of ordering, as it was one of his favorite restaurants. We remember
a HUGE seafood platter for the table, with scallops, shrimp, squid,
octopus, Concha Negra, sea snails and four kinds of fish, all super-fresh,
and three different sauces for dipping. Now one of our favorite resaurants,
and still one of our favorite artists.

We were reminded of Endara when reading the following verses, from
Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow, in our opinion the greatest novel ever
written in English, for the fifth time.

If you see a train this evening, Far away against the sky, Lie down
in your wooden blanket, Sleep, and let the train go by.

Trains have called us, every midnight, From a thousand miles away, Trains
that pass through empty cities, Trains that have no place to stay.

No one drives the locomotive, No one tends the staring light, Trains
have never needed riders, Trains belong to bitter night.

Railway stations stand deserted, Rights-of-way lie clear and cold: What
we left them, trains inherit, Trains go on, and we grow old.

Let them cry like cheated lovers, Let their cries find only wind. Trains
are meant for night and ruin. We are meant for song, and sin.

here’s to Song, and Sin

Painting by Gonzalo
Endara Crow
, Ecuador, 1936-1996

Verse from Granity’s Rainbow, by Thomas Pynchon, 1971

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