• Home
  • Memo
    • Past Memo Archives
    • Podcast (iTunes)
    • RSS Feed
  • Roy H. Williams
    • Private Consulting
    • Public Speaking
    • Pendulum_Free_PDF
    • Sundown in Muskogee
    • Destinae, the Free the Beagle trilogy
    • People Stories
    • Stuff Roy Said
      • The Other Kind of Advertising
        • Business Personality Disorder PDF Download
        • The 10 Most Common Mistakes in Marketing
          • How to Build a Bridge to Millennials_PDF
          • The Secret of Customer Loyalty and Not Having to Discount
          • Roy’s Politics
    • Steinbeck’s Unfinished Quixote
  • Wizard of Ads Partners
  • Archives
  • More…
    • Steinbeck, Quixote and Me_Cervantes Society
    • Rabbit Hole
    • American Small Business Institute
    • How to Get and Hold Attention downloadable PDF
    • Wizard Academy
    • What’s the deal with
      Don Quixote?
    • Quixote Wasn’t Crazy
      • Privacy Policy
      • Will You Donate A Penny A Wedding to Bring Joy to People in Love?

The Monday Morning Memo

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley.
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
as we walk in fields of gold.

So she took her love
for to gaze awhile
upon the fields of barley.
In his arms she fell
as her hair came down
among the fields of gold.

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
among the fields of barley?
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
as we lie in fields of gold.

See the west wind move like a lover so
upon the fields of barley.
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
among the fields of gold.

I never made promises lightly
and there have been some that I've broken
but I swear in the days still left
we'll walk in fields of gold.

Many years have passed since those summer days
among the fields of barley.
See the children run as the sun goes down
among the fields of gold.

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
upon the fields of barley.
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
when we walked in fields of gold.

– Sting
(You remember this was also the name of the sword carried by Bilbo and Frodo, right? Didn't you ever wonder who got it when they were done?)

TEACHABLE MOMENT: If you read the lyrics above in their entirety you'll learn the definition of “leitmotif.”  Pronounced “lite-mo-teef,” it's an element that's frequently repeated in a work and often serves as a guiding or central mental image. Obviously, “fields of gold” is the leitmotif here.

In literature, a leitmotif is the reappearance of a verbal image but in music it can be a melodic phrase that accompanies the reappearance of a person or situation.

“Leitmotif: a verbal or musical signature.”

Say it out loud: “lite-mo-teef.” Use it correctly in casual conversation and everyone will think you're the smartest person on earth. It's an old trick I've seen the wizard pull a thousand times.

Email Newsletter

Sign up to receive the Monday Morning Memo in your inbox!

Download the PDF "Dictionary of the Cognoscenti of Wizard Academy"

Random Quote:

“She was neither vicious nor stubborn, she was very fast on the track, and she responded intelligently to training… Had she made her debut on Park Avenue in the middle thirties instead of on the race-course at Nairobi in the middle twenties, she would have been counted as one of those intellectually irresponsible individuals always referred to as being ‘delightfully mad.’ Her madness, of course, consisted simply of a penchant for doing things that, in the opinions of her stable mates, weren’t being done. No well-brought-up filly, for instance, while being exercised before the critical watchfulness of her owner, her trainer, and a half-dozen members of the Jockey Club, would come to an abrupt halt beside a mud-hole left by last month’s rains, buckle at the knees, and before anything could be done about it, roll over in the muck like a Berkshire hog. But Balmy did, as often as there was a mudhole in her path and a trusting rider on her back, though what pleasure she got out of it none of us ever knew. She was a little like the eccentric genius who, after being asked by his host why he had rubbed the broccoli in his hair at dinner, apologized with a bow from the waist and said he had thought it was spinach.”

- Beryl Markham, West With the Night, p. 36

The Wizard Trilogy

The Wizard Trilogy

More Information

  • Privacy Policy
  • Wizard Academy
  • Wizard Academy Press

Contact Us

512.295.5700
corrine@wizardofads.com

Address

16221 Crystal Hills Drive
Austin, TX 78737
512.295.5700

The MondayMorningMemo© of Roy H. Williams, The Wizard of Ads®