Among the white sage
Bright flowers and berries
Finding our way
Month: July 2022
2022/07/28
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Flags are on the left
The sound of footsteps behind
Finish line ahead
2022/07/27
Around the bend
On the forest path
Her hopeful ears
2022/07/26
Puddles
Reflections from
A past storm
2022/07/25
Sparkling sunlight
The dancing leaves forget
It’s Monday
2022/07/23
Through floodwaters
We emerge
Trail runners
2022/07/21
Waves of green grass
Sparkling sunlight
Height of summer
2022/07/22
Depth of the black pond
Sound of a crow’s flapping wing
All my summer dreams
2022/07/14 B
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The heaviest rain
The very deepest puddles
Wet socks
Music on the Skin
After the performance, another student who went on to a career as a professional opera singer in Vienna came up to me and said, Linford, what was that? It was like the whole room changed. Did you feel it? I could feel the music on my skin.
Linford Detweiler, Over the Rhine #
I wasn’t sure what to do with that feedback at the time, but I thanked him. And yes, I have come to believe that when you put certain musicians together there can be a chemistry — a sort of chemical reaction — that people can feel on their skin. Music can make the body begin to change in real time.
I heard it on my skin, the time you began to play your piano, head down, nobody but a crowd milling about the room. My friend turned, his tingling skin lighting up his eyes with water. Where did the music come from, a well so deep we could feel it in our toes and rising.
A quiet pool
Reflection of
Music on the skin