Three poems to truly kick off this summer the way it needs to be kicked off. (Patreon)
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1. Markus Nechay.
Amidst the floral air of life’s oxygen, fauna mamma figure carries offspring in arm, like marsupial in pouch through the emerald forest of this place on earth,
illuminated by electric moonlight.
Bouncing down, he does trip and trod on tip toe, through musical rhythm and the assembled audience of everybody’s blues.
Like birds in the tree tops, teaching and learning to make ones way through the world, the sproutling does make his own waves this way and that, an explorer of the situation in one comic scene and others more serious in between.
He’s in with the in crowd now.
For however long.
One clear song.
2. Amanda Palmer
What I missed?
The artists who didn’t sell.
The feeling of a firm hand absent-mindedly squeezing my knee as I pass, barely aware of its own confidence.
The absence that makes it real.
The glass-crashing sound of a crowd gathered in a garden just for joy.
And
The sound of my own heart beating - that slowly - in time with the tide.
The loud rattle of the poet’s bones at the start of the second night of the night, staring at a billiard ball in his right hand, lit by the lamp above the stereo.
Seeing something so stunningly and casually beautiful that I lose my breath a few times in one night.
I missed barefoot on the hot brick.
Stunned; someone asking how I was, and listening to the answer with pure curiosity.
I missed piano in the morning.
I missed your arms around me, as normal as brushing teeth, as laundry drying, as sneezing at the sun, as sleep.
I missed eyes that do not ask, do not answer, do not fear, barely even see.
The eyes that simply say
Look no further
Like air to the drowning
We have simply been up here
all along.
3. Tennessee Williams, in Provincetown
Swan Song
But who shall say tonight
for all its drunkenness and passion
and the thick blinding heat
is not more real than all the cold tomorrows
you and I may ever have?
……..
Enjoying the silence
Campersand / Althing / sundry posts still coming
Deeply Deeply Basking with friends loves and family
Holler if you’re in Provincetown and have any advice
♥️♥️♥️
Xxx
happy summer
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