Month: July 2023
Stolen Slippers
Footloose, Untethered, Stolen. Or if you believe such things, Simply slipping through Invisible portals, Vanishing without warning. Worn out steps of dancing feet. Previously confident , Across the path of practice, Passages of musical time Indefinitely suspended. Once loved evidence of Masterful pointes and whirling pirouettes, Retired by inevitable exhaustion. Hiding in plain sight, Consumed by the greengrass cloak Of enigmatic loss, This mystery of misplacement Happens to us all. Like the consequence of stolen moments, Disrupting the order of things, It produces a void, And a haunted memory of things That can never be replaced.
#29 Next To Silence 1984
Dead Whale – July 1, 2023
Saturday on the southern side of the island, just past Leviathan Cottage, a dead minke whale washed ashore. Word traveled fast; a steady stream of locals stopping to gaze, a sense of awe permeating the landscape of seagrass and rocks. The shape and size, contours and textures of the corpse, its briny scent not yet replaced by decomposition, and especially the grand stillness of this once living creature, emanates a peaceful spirit. Beached in the bardo state before body parts disconnect and dignity surrenders to putrefaction, there remains in this plangent reverence a reminder of what awaits us all, and the hope that we too have lived in grace.