Tagged With: whisper
Day seven, frozen pipes
March 2, 2015
I’ve had sleepovers in three different friend’s houses now, and one at my studio. The houses I’ve stayed at in town play constant musical obsessive repetitive drips in counterpoint to their ticking analogue clocks. Our entire small city shares the consequences of too-shallow water mains and fast-creeping frost. We are either frozen here, or dripping […]
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Release
January 4, 2014
Every once in a while I see a bald eagle in the sky, like poetry so beautiful and alive I stop breathing. We have entered the long cold of January. Winter came early this year – two months ago – to invite us deep inside where we can tend to the root of things, tune […]
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