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Solotramp's Podcast

Nov 22, 2007

I originally wrote "Bodies" after a conversation with a bulemic.  It was among the first I recorded after my surgery (quite body conscious then!) and experimented again with the sound.  I decided to re-do it, so here it is, a bit different.  Another change I still want to make in it . . . next time. . .

      Bodies


Nov 17, 2007

ODE TO A GLEN

Come now
into the shady glen
with the ferns
underfoot

a brook
enters from
a mysterious
opening
in the dark soil
and tumbles rock
to smooth stone

the leaves
shift
to allow
dappling
of light
over
the old log
we sit upon
in this quiet
place
where
so much
happens
without words

take in the scent


Sep 16, 2007



You inspire me
to remember walls of stone,
dead-end streets,
the razed hill where
the bulldozer sits idle.

Back at the house a man
is tuning the piano while you
and I walk over clumps
of dirt beside a cold lake.
I keep an arm's length between us,
knowing how thin my skin's become.

Tell me . . . what's the use of...


Aug 11, 2007

A new musical background for this villanelle .



Touch


I want to know the meaning of touch  
if i touch you, you don't say so....
why do you hold back so much

of what you feel where there is such
possbility for where we might go?
Why do you hold back so much

when our hands and thoughts match
as do our songs and...


Jul 18, 2007

What You Need

Tired of being alone, you open
your doors and invite people
to press their feet into your carpets,
drink wine, and talk
about politics, movie stars,
and the meaning of life.

Alone again, you muse
about how women and men
long for extended seasons of love

and how all you know of the world
is asses...