Category Archives: Music

The Lift

Birds, pilots, sailors… all look for lift Artists do too It is the physics of magic (guitar: getold.com; hawk: geol.umd.edu)   Inspired by: T Bone Burnett’s AmericanaFest Keynote Address Advertisements

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Young Lodgepole Under Snow

White laden—back arched against the brilliant cold— your example locks my admiration and my empathy in an embrace that doesn’t know what to do with itself. My perception puts you in an instant of deep bend, the dance fully engaged, … Continue reading

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Lucky Me

Awake to the dark, front lobes assessing: damage minor. Glee seeps from my brainstem, revelry managed well; thoughts slowly connect. Tendrils of ground beans snake up my nose, anticipation warms its hands around my heart. Music tomorrow: lucky me. (top: … Continue reading

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Magic

A lilt of breeze comes into my instrument; leaves beat the ground: show me the rhythm. Finding isn’t, seeking is. I nudge where light robs the darkness. I arrive in a place that sings. It is magic. (fountain: shutterstock.com; wings: … Continue reading

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Oregon Membrane

(Note: I first heard “snort fort” in Leo Kottke’s “Jack Gets Up” (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghHhRklLQzE). I’d love to take credit for it, but can’t.–jrs) An oddly unfamiliar sound seeps to me in my snort fort of sheets and pillows. The dog yawns … Continue reading

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A Sequence Spoken

A poet is a person who makes snapshots, moments in a sequence spoken like the tree falling in the forest: kinetic images for who would listen. Judgment has little to do with truth; merit is wholly subjective. We align if … Continue reading

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Haiku–My Life: A Full Meal Deal

Writing is the meat. Music is vegetables. Reading for dessert.   (kabobs: halfhourmeals.com; pecan pie: myfrienddebbie.com)

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Unplug

To play unplugged: acoustic music, the sounds of wood and steel, heart voicing recognition. To share, often, you must plug. Is the music still unplugged? Plugged in: social media to promote; promote what for what? recognition? fame? approval? money? What? … Continue reading

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Haiku–The Heart of My Matter

Music spins from me; my tears, my laughter are one. Sometimes, I’m singing.     (guitar from fineartamerica.com; books from pitchfork.com; bottom: live at the Relief Pitcher)

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Haiku–Music is Home

(Note: had the privilege to attend a Jerry Douglas concert last night. He is astonishing.–jrs)  Flashing fingers and steel on bronze has me happy to be in the world.

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