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Kind of Blue, Too

Spiders to Mozart, what luminous webs and notes we weave, snot-strands from God’s blown brass, tapestries of the eternal boombox, breakbeats to spacefolk to bebop within a deep forest kind of blue, the music, recorded or un, plays on and … Continue reading

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Bulbs

Incandescence, how bulbs aspire to fragrant gospel.    

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Keen

Her secret refuge, at childhood’s keen edge, flirting with grace on the rim.

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Music

To listen with eyes, in a forest of deep blue– Music spiring dreams.   (Image by Christian Marclay)

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