Thursday, July 28, 2011
Day 331
12:52 pm
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forth, and, back
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away, world, our own,
dim, dimmer, dimmed,
flicked, smoke, cigarettes,
fingers snap, clapping hands, whistles
transcend, play, jam,
set, snare, bass,
pressed, ivory, black,
nodding, smiling, heads,
worn booths, tiny tables, heavy door,
brisk walk, a chill, swift step,
sidewalk, car, open,
go, again, begin
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tkk
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here, i’m trying to stimulate certain senses
without naming them, have one think of light
without using the word “light” or any color of
it…i see red but someone might see blue,
them may smell cloves and feel warmth or
they might smell marlboros and wince…
i also wanted to write it in a way that would
hint at reading it both forward and backward,
beginning to end, end to beginning…
to have the feeling of “sway” happen.
just noting a bit ‘o my process with this
one – it’s mostly inspired by listening to
favorite artists like Oscar Peterson and
Monk. Still getting to know Monk, but it’s
a love at first listen kind of thing with him.
I listen to as much Oscar Peterson as I
can. And I am reminded of times -as well
as craving time – in tiny clubs, going to see
music with friends..and way back in the day,
just going alone…twas fun twas fun.
The last really great couple of nights of
music in little clubs was last year in New York..
no talking, just being there. It is great to share
that with folks for the post-show-processing
over food….just as much as it is great
to go alone…is fun is fun.
Ahh, but to smoke indoors again…
tkk
