ten degrees: ‘a rainbow and some empathy…’
Flowerparts ~ Bob Schneider Spring’s blown back, arriving in a gown of verdant green with blue sky maids a-waiting. Breathing life from the returned sun, a sense of joy animates … Continue reading
nine degrees: ‘to melt a lake of ice…’
(Don’t) Tremble ~ The Low Anthem Spring’s lost. The sky dresses for mourning as clouds weep. Perhaps the old lie-smith Loki has finally decided to cry and set Baldur free … Continue reading
eight degrees: ‘how to be happy and true…’
Thin Air ~ Pearl Jam One could be forgiven for thinking it’s winter or fall ( though here we call it ‘autumn’ ) given these grey gloomy skies. But there’s a … Continue reading
seven degrees: ‘watch the sky breaking on the promise that we made…’
All My Days ~ Alexi Murdoch I learned yesterday this little cottage is called “Die Skudhuis” (literal translation: the shaken house). In 1969 an earthquake shook the root system of … Continue reading
six degrees: ‘with just our flashlights and our love…’
At The Bottom of Everything ~ Bright Eyes Stumbled upon serendipitously, I’ve been reading ‘Women Who Run with the Wolves’ by Clarissa Pinkola Estés. A seminal piece celebrating wild wisdom, … Continue reading
five degrees: ‘to make bright and clear your path…’
Into My Arms ~ Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds There’s a code left by every creator, a thin amorphous silver twine for one who has the heart to see. … Continue reading
four degrees: ‘who is the lamb and who is the knife…’
Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) ~ Florence + The Machine It’s raining. Appropriate weather to excavate. Ancient burial ground, sifting through bones, this clue collection to unlock the subconscious. Old … Continue reading
three degrees: ‘with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair…’
After The Storm ~ Mumford and Sons A wild something’s brewing in the late afternoon clouds. The flock howl as one by one they fall beneath slicing shears, emerging white … Continue reading
two degrees: ‘build a collection of scars on your knees…’
Thrown Right At Me ~ The Tallest Man On Earth Farm time. Where we rise and sleep with the cycles of the sun, as though the once city heart begins to sync with … Continue reading
one degree: ‘I want to give you a brand new sky…’
Sunlight ~ Mason Jennings From Writers [on Writing] this about sums up how I feel being here “…heaven, more a verb than a noun, more a condition than a place, … Continue reading
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