Music
“TRY AGAIN. FAIL AGAIN. FAIL BETTER.”
Poetry
The Birth of Music
Beyond the binding darkness
Of liminal attention
Stifled coughs
And distant closing doors
A world awaits
It’s release from silence
Of liminal attention
Stifled coughs
And distant closing doors
A world awaits
It’s release from silence
Numbers
It started with the number one
When I was very small
And had to learn the name of things
One moon one sun…
When I was very small
And had to learn the name of things
One moon one sun…
Points of the compass
The cold wind from the north
Blows unreasonably today
Tempering the expectation of summer
And changing plans
Blows unreasonably today
Tempering the expectation of summer
And changing plans
Occidental Sisters
There is a place
Familiar names attach themselves to unfamiliar streets
Cinnamon and north american traffic
Combine to fold away the years
Familiar names attach themselves to unfamiliar streets
Cinnamon and north american traffic
Combine to fold away the years