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Monthly Archives: January 2010
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I’m at a point where it’s hard to followthe lines of leaders, the dreams of othersnot mine, and forced down and hard to swallow,not bad–not me, if I had my druthers:Two options: break out, or retrace the line– retrace, not copy; find origin in s… Continue reading
DEMONSTRATION 3: Portugal (Water)
This started out as a sort of tribute to Sun Ra’s Atlantis album, where it’s basically just Sun Ra on clavinet (or “Solar Sound Instrument”) and somebody playing congas. I got the idea to do something Sun Ra-ish due to some crazy, celestial effect… Continue reading
DEMONSTRATION 2: With a Whistle and a Wail…
About walking in the snow with bad gloves… Continue reading
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Set piece: Red air, pinkish sink, rose aura,and she walks in and the curtains quiverfrom a fan that we can’t see, but Doratakes a moment to chill, and you shiver:She’s stunning, eh? A real nymph on the screen, and she reaches for a cup from the po… Continue reading
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The pinwheel spins, spins, reels and haunts my dreams /They’re coming out of the huddle, my team /”Pinwheel,” I hear in a voice that’s like screamsfrom a realm unreal to the touch like steam: It’s dark in here, and I can’t feel withoutmy sense of … Continue reading
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My scarf is so cheap, but it gets respect,since people only deal with appearance;I am guilty too, and these words reflectmy belief that my scarf was on clearance:At Shades Plus in Providence, Rhode Island, where every trifle feels so damn timeless… Continue reading
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I haven’t really taken time to think,but the truth flashes before me like lightsthat are blinking when the streets are a sink,holding the used glassware of unwashed nights:You pull the plug to drain the water out, but there’s a kernel of corn in t… Continue reading
DEMONSTRATION
What follows is the first piece of music to make it to the pages of http://www.urbansonnets.com. As per usual (lately), it’s something of a genre exercise, though I am not sure what the genre is. Those who notice that there is a large gap in the middle o… Continue reading
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If you see a cloud of dirt splash up fromthe earth, please know that a fresh breeze passed through,with a humid air and a gentle drum,wafting fresh vigor over plants anew:Please know that this wind is my hasty verse, steeped in the dewy essence of… Continue reading
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I resolve to learn French–that way I cancommunicate with most of the peoplein these Americas, from Belmopánto Belmont, MA, from root to steeple:I’m of the earth and of man, and I wantto reflect this with a wide-eyed vision, with a four-forked to… Continue reading
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