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https://soundcloud.com/ivaana/ivaana-snow-with-live-cello-mix-2-mastered-1 Joanna: Several months ago artist Ivaana Muse contacted me about the possibility of using my poem “Snow” as the lyrics to her musical composition. I gladly consented, and then Ivaana asked me if there were any sounds I could associate with “Snow.” I should mention, the poem was my reaction to the news of…
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Writing in fragments is beautiful. Love it when halves make a whole. It allows me to follow a pattern of self-induced breaks from reality. It intrigues me to take flights into self-generated euphoria to mindless brooding–memories scraped out from childhood tales-to rejections and acceptances and a final oneness with the central mystery of life. I…
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Keep up the amazing work Andy!
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Beyond smoky bars and darkening city pavements, in my small apartment in Cambridge, I let the night get the better of me, for nothing seems to ease my questioning heart. The air moves, fire ascends, water shapes and reshapes itself, yet the earth which stands still breeds the most change. My questions arise from the…
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Dear all, I have since forever writing and composing on clouds and water and leading a blissfully ignorant life, unscathed as it were by the vicissitudes of life, despite having gone through much. However now, as a mother I feel responsible and more earth drawn. The Boston Marathon Bombing and its aftermath have made me…
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The idea of wringing out what’s inside is compelling. The raw silk darkness of this night sinks on its elbows and straps down on my ankles comfortingly. I want to tell you the whole story but patterned squares of light from the west window are still busy adjusting its tiny shoulders across the room and…
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I have your soul: I fanned it with different wings in this journey alone. As the years go by, it no longer hurts to say; being drawn to you, is how I am driven. The pages of the diary, yellowed and frayed at the edges, prevent my heart, from being mine alone, and I write.…