I like this, Knut. Crisp, on the ground observation - good sounds. Whatever
the Naropa ailments and vagaries, sounds like it has been a great place to
get your bearings cleansed. This work is genuinely visible/audible stuff.
Thanks,
Stephen V
http://stephenvincent.net/blog/
Currently home of the Tenderly series,
A serial work in progress.
> I've been on "list silence" for a good while now, and what better way to break
> it with a snapshot? A little late, but written on time, for what it's worth.
> This one comes, for a change, from Boulder, CO, where I'm subjecting myself to
> the vagaries of the Naropa Summer Writing Program (not to mention subjecting
> my unsuspecting Norwegian family to jet lag and 90-degree highs).
>
>
> State Birds
> #23 (of an imagined sequence)
>
> tennessee in eighty-six and dark crick, twitch
> tree-bound heartbeat through the
> invisible brown of the run-off ditch
> a cicadian cloud of song humming hugely
> like a power station
> beat by kilowatt beat harmonious dark
> and holy
>
>
> but oh! afternoons
> the deciduous blaze leaf wind thrill
> lapping of the lake
> a hundred pens
> inscribing turtles on the shore
> mocking
> birds
>
> in Boulder
> no mockingbird's but
> its song is in everysong
>
> the
> flap
> of its broad
> grey
> wings
>
> thunderclaps over the Rockies
>
> --Boulder, June 21, 2006
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