The breath it comes in waves on sand. The bosom of Earth Seep milk of (over) me, nurture equanimity. It goes on without notice of its tracks. It runs down the neck of the dying on the breath of the born. The rhythm in destruction. Fire and light bring void. Void is there. It is… Continue reading gratitude and beatitudes
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water finding wood
I am watched and waiting. For what? I am behind the wind sailing. oars are paddling/puddling. oars paddling are not stuck. There is A motion to the breath. To the rhythm of water finding wood. My body is this. What next? Water finding wood. Parker Pond at 7:45p Friday during the weekly showing of our… Continue reading water finding wood
dew: wet – response on this week’s pubLicK practice
A duet. Many vocals, some words but mostly sounds in a wide range of dynamic and affect. If some witnesses could not see us in the second floor window, anyone passing within 30 feet could hear us. We did not acknowledge others but our busy crossroad location and the open windows sufficed as invitation. We… Continue reading dew: wet – response on this week’s pubLicK practice
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