Such An Interesting And Telling Juxtaposition. André Breton’s « L’amour Fou » (“Mad Love”)

Quiet streets, New Year’s morning 2018, Maplewood, NJ.

Digital Play #5: Sunset, Edge of the Hayfield. 12/19/2017.

Although @soulreserve has given me a bit of credit for this work, I regard myself as nothing more than her first audience. She captures Pilbara in my mind's eye most beautifully.

Songs of the Red Earth Elders

hear the voices rise in unison, even as the parched red earth sings, its dust shimmers on passing travellers;

the sun wildfire-like breaks into dawn, here are trees drawn, crowded along the banks of the sole muddy river, that crawls, cacophonous with the notes these men serenade;

striking wood: the gold of the prospectors ships of intruders visions of the future eroding peace, these frantic beating drums and ancient rhythms, encapsulate meaning into story story into lore lore into pure sensation;

the unbroken blue skies of the Pilbara, an umbrella under which salt is made, sweat is broken and blood is dyed, these textures are found embellished in summer hearts, that hum and console, a promise to the rugged land spread far beyond the eye.

© SoulReserve 2017 & © SeaLaneHill  (9/4/2017)

[Writing this poem was an experience for two reasons: One, that I recently heard the ‘tjaabi’, or song-making and singing of dream visions by the traditional custodians of the Pilbara land. The Aboriginal Elder who narrated the story behind the songs ensured that we were all transported to a time and place, and that we felt the red earth, the sole muddy river, the crowded trees and the blazing sun upon our skins. The exploitation of the aboriginal people, although not a prominent theme, is felt too through the songs and I have tried to incorporate some aspects. Two, I collaborated with @sealanehill who inspired me to delve deeper into the words, strengthen the constructs of this poem and build something that to me is of lasting value. He titled the poem - ‘Soulsongs of the Red Earth Elders’. But, since I believe I overuse the word - soul, I took the liberty to omit it, (sorry Chris!) and keep the title 'Songs of the Red Earth Elders’. I share the credits for this piece with him, of course.]

Two Dogs, 3/24/2018

What are you listening to these days?

My beautiful friend @soulreserve challenged me to provide a Top 10 list of current favorite songs. So after some thought, here’s my list, in, I must emphasize, no particular order:

1. My Cadillac- Michael Juan Nunez

2. Crazy Ex-Girlfriend - Melissa Lambert

3. Homegrown - Erica Falls

4. My Indian Red - Dr. John

5. Angel - Sarah McLachlan

6. Repent - SHeDaisy

7. Some Days You Gotta Dance - Dixie Chicks

8. 枯荣 (Fu1wing4 [Cantonese] / Kūróng [Mandarin] ~~= “Ups & Downs”) - Sandy Lam

9. Aganjú - Bebel Gilberto

10. Bad Girls - Donna Summer (‘cause it’s s/Summer in the northern hemisphere)

BONUS TRACK: Dance Fantasy Inspired by Close Encounters of the Third Kind - Montana

And there were MANY alternates and runners up!

I catch your scent,

Am breathless.

I hear you whisper,

Am speechless.

I dream of you,

Am defenseless.

Come morning,

I am bereft.

I cannot hold you.

@soulreserve

dreams full

I’ve held on to you

In fists-full

In breaths-full

In dreams-full

© SoulReserve 2018

Décollage-retrouvé près la Place de la Bastille, à Paris, 9 mars 2018. (Found-decollage near the Place de la Bastille, Paris, 3/9/2018) @oliviadescampecollages

Old barn wall, Southern Maryland.

https://richard-laeton.pixels.com

“Gudinne Dans (Goddess Dancing).” Digital collage with Procreate. Photo of dancer Charlotte Landreau Graham by NYC Dance Project, (c) Ken Browar and Deborah Ory (https://www.instagram.com/p/B7L0GvUBJ7a/?igshid=1w6bzuun529xx). Sat., 3/28/2020.