In 1975, Bob Dylan encountered violinist Scarlet Rivera one afternoon on a New York City street. In the blink of an eye in a mystical millisecond, a bond was forged. Afterward, they would play together in a relationship that would span lifetimes. Their first meeting inspired this poem.
“(in) the half curl of dreams (where) God breathes” (one) Night the rider Heard strings glow In his mind So he Looked twice (trying) To capture The mystical hiss Of violin tongues With the Razor points Of his eyes (tried) To realize The half Tangled impulse (music) Into milk (breath) And wine (one) Night the rider Saw her beside A blood Stained cliff In his dreams (scarlet) In the moonlight (warm) As rust (made) Him look twice ('truth) Is beauty (full) In flow (flowing) In lines (down) Both sides Of the heart'