hollow reed singing
humdrum commute enlivened
daji embouchure
(A second offering for bamboo prompt. Inspired by memories of subway mind shifting thanks to forest song.)
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- gabrielle
- I live in South Minneapolis with Chris, Emma and Sauvi. We make good trouble together. I am committed to living in such a way as to engender peace and social justice, ecology and sustainability, and cultural, spiritual and artistic expression and exchange. I am interested in dialogue about the core of the human experience.
5 comments:
I can almost hear the sound.
As good as the first!
I did a second too.
lovely offering -
inspired memories make us
Hollowing out is the chore that makes music from being hollowed.
There's a real onomatopeia to this that I like very much—the humming is resonating in my mind's ear.
Kat
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