forty degrees: ‘in a steady, illiterate movement homewards…’
This Side of the Blue – Joanna Newsom Strange space, observing. Patriarchal order, regimented soul. Old pattern spiral, breaking need to do. Strangles thus the feminine, genteel oceans of allowing. … Continue reading
thirty nine degrees: ‘I’ll see you when I go to sleep…’
Little Talks ~ Of Monsters and Men Wilful winds howl, bending truth and tree. You know I knew, the ugly lie. Wicked spell you fell beneath, and fumbled lifetimes through. … Continue reading
thirty eight degrees: ‘should you be blown back…’
Butterfly Nets ~ Bishop Allen There are things you don’t know. Morpheus came back, avatar subtly shifting shape. His eyes glint, greener. A gold box grew wings, in attic shadow. … Continue reading
thirty seven degrees: ‘I’ll be home December…’
Another Life ~ NO Green fields alchemised by sun, machines turn to golden thread. Wheels of wheat, geometrically aligned. Cranes prance, royal mating dance. Spring holds sway, blooming with life. … Continue reading
thirty six degrees: ‘to die by your side…’
There Is A Light That Never Goes Out ~ The Smiths Child, stands before a blazing bonfire. Watch gunpowder and catherine wheels sparking, night’s belly ripped to tinsel threads. Ferry … Continue reading
thirty five degrees: ‘life within the seed…’
Love Is Stronger Than Death – The The Scythe passes over; bones buried, thaw. What winter lost, spring shall restore. Love like phoenix, rises.
thirty four degrees: ‘how do we ever even start to begin…’
Thousand Violins ~The Tiger Lillies A thousand tears shed beneath a technicolour altar, neon Total sign. Left you, leaving me. Me left, you leaving. Over and over, heinous holding pattern. … Continue reading
thirty three degrees: ‘balancing on one wounded wing…’
Adventures in Solitude ~ The New Pornographers Dawn breaks, unbroken. Tissue taut and twisted, weary as the wind. Searching for grace in the nothingness of space. Cruel crushing rocks, trial … Continue reading
thirty two degrees: ‘little waves our bodies break…’
Calgary – Bon Iver Leap from a rational ledge, head first. Delicate wings rip on opening, useless ephemeral fragments flutter through screeching fathoms of air. Gravity spirals, tightening the spin. … Continue reading
thirty one degrees: ‘we are bound by symmetry…’
Red Right Ankle – The Decemberists Aeolus whips the winds to rage, change lashing air. Through their wild wrath, melancholy spurs the wounded mare. Maiden blind, her steed – the … Continue reading
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