Poetry Reading – “So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment”

Originally published April 18, 2018, this poem was inspired by a prolific author I had really come to admire and appreciate, Maggie Lawson (see more details below in the original post). "So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment" - Recorded 3/29/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment”

The World is Cold and Moves So Quickly

For you, in time. I love you. "The World is Cold and Moves So Quickly" - Recorded 3/18/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them What I want:No want,You,A kind heart,The sun cresting the hills,To hold you and to be held in return,To take care and be taken care of;I would protect you … Continue reading The World is Cold and Moves So Quickly

A Dirty Sort of Clean

For you, once more, and forever. đź’™ "A Dirty Sort of Clean" - Recorded 1/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have seen…A dirty sort of clean…Paradox? Sure.But I'll take it. "Expect the unexpected." I have seen…Water running over, flowing,Spilling out as these words do now…From my mouth and from my … Continue reading A Dirty Sort of Clean

I Wanted to Write a Poem About Your Beauty

For You. đź’™ "I Wanted to Write a Poem About Your Beauty" - Recorded 1/8/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I wanted to write a poem about your beauty…But for once, I did not know quite how to arrange the thoughts that drift in my head in such a way that … Continue reading I Wanted to Write a Poem About Your Beauty

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)

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)

So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment

Inspired by the writing of Maggie Lawson, of the blog The Art of Chewing Crayons. Original post at https://eudaimonianz.com/2018/04/18/the-different-ways-i-tell-you-that-i-love-you/ Words, weightless, echo in cave carved in mountain hill side: a heart; a home; an amber chamber of sordid solitude unearthed and bore witness by all creation Ears and eyes accustomed only to serving as guardians … Continue reading So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment