Moonlike Fortune

Carl Orff, inveterate collector of arcane drinking songs, must have had a soft spot for Fortune. Or at least, he must have noted that drinking songs tend to circle that theme.

The first and last song of his Carmina Burana cycle is O Fortuna!, a majestic (some say 'hysterical') piece whose words, when translated into English, say, "O Fortune, like the moon; always increasing and decreasing..."

These days I have had an odd confluence of stray thoughts, juxtaposing 'moon', 'money' and 'moonie' all in one. It takes me through unusual dreams and I wake up laughing. Silver discs, round faces, light and pineapple tarts. The associations are splendidly random, and yet not.