on her owl backpack, “Doctor Vanessa, she does have blood in her wing so she’ll be fine. But there’s no… Read more tonight, while 5 year old niece performs surgery… (a re-post in honour of her upcoming ninth birthday)
Tag: Music
insomniatic fluid
A few years late, I have just discovered these beautiful recordings of Whitacre’s experiments with virtual choirs. I saw his… Read more insomniatic fluid
ash globe
“Please, don’t shake that. Please, please just put it down…” His bewildered tears, her pain-dyed self, folded downward, to the… Read more ash globe
“sent from a maple tree”
An accidental, gorgeously haunting, find today
No One is Around, pt 1 of 2
“Can we just lie here for a moment? She knows what to do and it’s so much easier to make… Read more No One is Around, pt 1 of 2
Safer Ground, pt 2
no one is around (part one) She didn’t say anything. Why wasn’t she saying anything? But she had. She just… Read more Safer Ground, pt 2
agapanthus globe
Inverted in space, suspended in the north with a southerly persuasion, my heart grown in two, homes. Bejewelled… Read more agapanthus globe
these…
harmonies pierce with an arching linger from those past knowings we haven’t spent forming familiar sounds, floating on to hushed hearts in… Read more these…
she left
She heard them. The chords of cogency. Crescendoing. Pulsating with hermeneutical harmonies that filled her with a sensation she hadn’t… Read more she left
you’ll never be home
It was the first time she had come back to his space. They walked into the room where he didn’t do… Read more you’ll never be home
