In memory of Leslie Dean Taylor, to whom this site is dedicated, born this day in 1922.
There Are Some Men
There are some men
who should have mountains
to bear their names to time.
Grave-markers are not high enough
and sons go far away
to lose the fist
their father’s hand will always seem.
I had a friend:
he lived and died in mighty silence
and with dignity,
left no book, son, or lover to mourn.
Nor is this a mourning-song
but only a naming of this mountain
on which I walk,
fragrant, dark, and softly white
under the pale of mist.
I name this mountain after him.
— Leonard Cohen