Looking forward to my upcoming poetry feature on February 13th at 1pm at the Brewster Ladies Library. Come one, come all. We have live music with guitarist Claudia Wellington and cellist Ellen Waters Sullivan. Carole A. Stasiowski will be the spotlight performer. There will be a music and poetry sign up.
Also, collaborating with some musicians. Hoping it goes well. Inhabiting songs is like channeling ghosts. It can be a quintessential experience of surrender. Like laying in the middle of a Medieval Cathedral and feeling the pensive saints with piercing eyes and the majestic angels in flight. Rainbow sunshine speckling the tears and sweat soaked wooden benches. The incantations and mumbled prayers layered like lacquer from centuries of belief and disbelief. The ecstatic evocations and moans of humanity ascending and descending, inhaling and exhaling. Falling in love with art. Being enveloped by beauty.
Cronos told me that I need to revisit my interest in writing Ophelia as a sword wielding tart. Someday.
Neptune says, if you haven't been to the bottom of the sea and back, you haven't really lived. But he would say that.
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