First let me thank Abby, Judy & Jean for your encouraging words (and Maarten earlier in the thread). I write this much for myself as it helps me to clarify my thinking about the album. And like, Doron I encourage you and all others to comment on the songs-as Doron has said-there is no single "take" on a song-it is a living, breathing work of art that is subject to many interpretations.
Before I start to comment on "Leaving the Table" I would like to discuss a little bit about the "Portrait of the Artist as an Old Man" and the wonderful essay that the great Canadian Literary Critic, Leon Edel wrote about the subject. Mr. Edel introduced a young Leonard Cohen at a poetry reading at the 92nd Street Y in New York many years ago. Like Leonard, Mr. Edel was educated at McGill and I believe taught there for a number of years. I would love to be able to discuss Leonard's work with Mr. Edel and some of this is a reaction to that imaginary conversation.
There are not a lot of artists who are privileged to have a lengthy career like Leonard. Many burn out young due to many different factors. Keats was only 25 years old when he passed away. Mr. Edel's essay discussed in particular three artists, Tolstoy, Henry James and W. B. Yeats and spoke about the different treatments of art that their aging brought to them. He speaks of the compromises that must be made because of the deterioration of the body, but the benefits of the experience that has been granted to them.
"...a summoning of new powers, the final powers of synthesis-as if one has lived one's whole life to be strengthened by the insights and fortitude of experience. Old men and old women learn to accept the incomplete. Youth may be able to say more than it knows; age tends to leave a great deal unsaid. What is said has an achieved simplicity, a beautiful starkness."
Mr. Edel speaks passionately about Yeats, who we know was a major influence on Leonard in his youth.
In one passage he quotes Yeats.
That is no country for old men. The young
In one another's arms, birds in the trees
-Those dying generations-at their song.
The salmon-falls, the mackeral crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.
And then, Edel interjects:
We can paint a large portrait indeed of a man who could insist upon "unageing intellect" even while seeing himself as a comic pathetic figure. (and again quotes Yeats):
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress.
And that dear friends, is what I believe that Leonard is doing on his wonderful song, "Leaving the Table."
Again, we are given a melody written by Leonard himself. It is in lively triple time-a variation of 3/4, 6/8 or some other multiple. The accompaniment includes some beautiful guitar work by Adam Cohen using the "chops" made famous by his father on a nylon stringed guitar. I think Leonard sings passionately on this song-it is certainly one of my favorites on the album.
As Doron mentioned, "Table" is one of those words that Leonard uses that are fraught with meaning. Obviously it can mean an altar or a holy place. It also can mean the gaming tables-an image that Leonard has used continually through his work. I think here, it is probably meant to summon up both images.
Again, the big question is who is the "you" that he is addressing?
Many of the images seem to make allusions to those things that are talked about regarding "final reward" and the afterlife. In fact, the narrator says, "There is no reward." And then an image from birth, "We're cutting the cord." The Bible urges us to put off striving for earthly treasure to earn Divine Treasure in the afterlife. The narrator says, "We're spending the treasure that love cannot afford." But this leads to the "Sweetness restored."
I can't give you more suggestions for meanings, but it is a great song. The images are terrific-the lawyer, the claim, the wretched beast, etc. The narrator's tired and lame excuses. It is Leonard at his best and with one of his best vocal performances. Enjoy!