Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Originally published March 2, 2018, this piece is near and dear to my heart, in so many ways, and I am very glad to revisit it today. "Holding Out Hope" - Recorded 1/16/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Holding Out Hope”
Published February 21, 2018, this is an ode to space, to perspective, to intent. I can remember every moment from when I thought of and wrote this, where I was and what was looking at, my perspective, my hopes, my dreams, my emotions... all of it. I am not sure why this particular piece encapsulated … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “The Space I Occupy”
"Oh, Window Pane!" - Recorded 1/7/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Oh, Window Pane!My God, my only hope!I would break you from your tether that I might make all my own the trees and the birds which you have captured just for me!In jars and vials, shadow boxes felted and gold … Continue reading Oh, Window Pane!
This piece, originally published February 14, 2018, was written after I had finally met up with a colleague for breakfast, eager to discuss thoughts on spirituality and metaphysics, only to be disappointed that this person seemed disinterested in anything that deviated from traditional Catholic theology. I reflected on the interaction (which never occurred again), and … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “In Well-Lit Rooms”
Hello everyone, I have finally recorded my first audio version of one of my poems (outside of the experimental recordings in the anechoic/echo chambers), and I am excited to share it here as an update to my 2018 piece "Say I Love You". I have wanting to do this been working up to this for … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Say I Love You”
Feathered wings,In turn,Fold andSlow-burn,Melting likeA good sinWhere doesOne end,Where does,The next begin? Four flames,Two twins,Four candles,Flicker now in the wind. Warm air,Blowing in,Holding you,Blowing out and blowing through. East-west,Coast to coast,Your ghost,The part of us I miss the most. Pinch of Earth,In both hands,From either pole,North/South,Dry land. Blown out,Floating now,Wait for…The sedentary come down,Hold strong,Hold … Continue reading Feathered Wings
We have seen love, Time and time again, Grow tall from / cast shadows on Soil (de)composed of, Remnant desire long grown cold, Ready to be transformed to Roots / Branches / Leaves Vessels for Blossoming symbol of hope for Something akin to Ephemeral passion. We extend on trembling palm Renewed red rose -unprotected- To … Continue reading We Have Seen Love Wither and Die
A thick, black fog hangs low over this place now. Long shadows cast by rolling waves of darkness spilling across the houses and walkways. With each passing second, breathing becomes increasingly labored. The windswept streets grow empty and desolate, As the life that once filled them hides behind doors and walls of brick, As … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)
This morning I woke to Memories Of dreams from the night before. I remember that I dreamt of you, Ariele. I dreamt that I was finally able to visit Brazil, And we sat for coffee in a small shop. We talked for many hours Of all things that we talk of now But we could … Continue reading Something for All Those Who Have Been There
Solitude Is at times Like a gust of fresh air An open space in which to breathe At others It is an asphyxiating absence A vacuum to be filled There is a stillness now A silence To permeate All the hours of the day And of the night And in the nascent chasm between It … Continue reading There is a Stillness Now
