Tag Archives: sound

Faulkner Country

Into the veins went sweet, whistling air, whittled bark, and dark, teeming soil, and out poured insular lyrics, sculpted with gospel flair, to give the Word its fated due.

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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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Furls

Feted, by an angel’s glassy hands, slow-burning river of sound, pooling white fire in rounded furls.

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Lullaby

Hear the bleached creaking, of chafed slats upon silence– Winter’s lullaby.

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Furls

Feted, by an angel’s glassy hands, slow-burning river of sound, pooling white fire in rounded furls.

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