100 Day Project Three – Day 22
DAY 22 (July 3rd, 2018) BIRDSONG the boy was born a birdsong— the first note his God had strung on that distant, dew-wet morn. He stumbled like a child, b...
DAY 22 (July 3rd, 2018) BIRDSONG the boy was born a birdsong— the first note his God had strung on that distant, dew-wet morn. He stumbled like a child, b...
DAY 21 (July 2nd, 2018) THE FALL OF ELEUS (fragment) I am the scribe Phyphea and from my sacred reed, the exploits of King Eleus, king of gleaming Onnalin: &ems...
LIGHTNING LIGHTNING BUG FIRE FIREFLY LIGHTNING BUG = FIREFLY!!
I recently read Concerning the Spiritual in Art by Wassily Kandinsky. It’s a really great little book that offers a fresh perspective on art, art theory, ...
DAY 20 (July 1st, 2018) LETTING GO there is something like death in it— this letting go. flushed and sodden, the heart grasps, like a shipwrecked child, a...
DAY 19 (June 30th, 2018) SPARROWS a ubiquity— a troupe of sparrows dance a soot brown feather hop and flit higgledy–piggledy between bread crumbs tossed l...
DAY 18 (June 29th, 2018) TIME IS A CRUTCH time is a crutch for the dying. hear yourself breathe. sense yourself distinct. a world presses in upon you like a mol...
DAY 17 (June 28th, 2018) A CITY IS BURNING (UNFINISHED) A city is burning on the riverfront, waxen spirits dance upon the embers— there are millions of th...
DAY 16 (June 27th, 2018) A MOMENT A moment weightless in love lingers in its own eternity it swept through you—a furious, elemental wind that felled you, ...
DAY 15 (June 26th, 2018) SILHOUETTE (UNFINISHED) An old woman knit a silhouette from a patchwork of dreams and threadbare trances, between wisps of moth-eaten m...