1. |
Ion
05:21
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2. |
Age Old Tale
02:40
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AGE OLD TALE
Alcohol hands the clock
diseases, rising the moon looks down;
between orange scales,
tell the age old tale.
The ancient
swims in a fishbowl:
light from the west,
groaning the age old tale.
A man dies coughing,
opens a spark
in a tunnel door
to cover the age old tale.
A climate strikes
the match that words are
lit by: earth
burns the age old tale.
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3. |
Little Waltz
03:17
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4. |
Invitation to a Dream
04:44
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5. |
Coming of Age
02:52
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COMING OF AGE
Lifting the edge
of a wound while
a white cross burns.
A little red flag.
In sunlight, a sickness of bees
agitating the dark
rippling nectar of
autumn. Meridians wander
through untouched lands.
The stage pursues
the actor, now.
It drives me through my birthplace.
In the newspaper of the future
wounds were read
by light cast on the sky.
A papercut
stemmed, low tide, a clock
inherited an airstrike.
A handshake,
hour of my birthplace,
enclosed a bee.
I rage at the sky
in blue, an angel of the county
beheaded; a golf club.
In the splinters of a deck
the lovers entangled
imagine their own apartment.
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6. |
Disillusionment
05:16
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DISILLUSIONMENT
in the loop ― and out
it’s nothing ― personal if
you stay ― calm ― you
stay ― an anxious ― wreck
did you want me ― to scorn
the ear ― did you need
my throat ― to sing
did you want me ― here
to live ― in an unknown
word ― meanings coil ― around
their things ― havoc rings ― my head
a hydra’s ― lizard’s tail ― expendable
wrap ― your tongue ― around
a dash ― in the way ― I need you
there ― this way ― to go
did you want me ― bare
adapting ― hand in
hand with ― blindness
to the drug ― is the score
the truth ― that ― malleable
out the loop ― and in
it’s nothing ― special if
you stay ― calm ― to
stay ― an anxious ― wreck
Note:
Many thanks to Ivy Schweitzer
for publishing these lyrics in White Heat
a Dartmouth College blog
following Emily Dickinson's movements
throughout the year 1862
https://journeys.dartmouth.edu/whiteheat/
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7. |
Theme
04:54
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8. |
The Dark Chorale
05:15
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The Bodily Press is an independent poetry press & record label founded by poet/pianist Eliot Cardinaux. Mostly an avenue for its founder's own work, the press features a catalogue of original work in the fields of both lyric poetry & improvised music.
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