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Jun.01.2011
As heard on the 3 Seventh Avenue Express, Uptown, May 2005: For have to not die. Got AIDS.  Right now myself die.  Oh!  Cancer.  Throat cancer.  Right now I got nothin’ to eat.  For those who doh know me I’m a very uhhappy.  I got pain in my stomach.   I...
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Jun.01.2011
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Many years ago I was a member of a dance group which often worked improvisationally.  I found that in order to successfully “work” on a piece, I had to change my orientation.  Instead of closing myself down to everything but my defined task, I discovered I needed an open, free response to...
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May.17.2011
Redwood Creek winds under the canopy of Muir Woods, in Northern California, where redwood trees grow upwards of 200 to 350 feet, with a typical lifespan of 500-700 years.  The sequoia sempervirens, the redwood tree’s Latin species name, means forever living/green.  These trees, remarkably, spread...
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Apr.27.2011
Between is now posted!  Between is a sound poem that recognizes and foregrounds the informal aside. In producing an audio recording of a reading of Renata Ewing's The Voyage of Margaret Saville And Other Poems Concerning Frankenstein's Creature, I found that the between spaces were quite compelling...
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Apr.12.2011
I just posted my latest sound poem. http://www.redroom.com/audio/gamboling-18   I am of two minds as to whether to color people's impressions with a descriptive critique.  A very big part of my sound poem work is to ignite pre-conceived awareness, where imagination can take reign and offer a portal...
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Oct.06.2010
Why the surge of activity just now after several days of unscrupulously rash banishments of initiative for the flat line of boredom? Was it the Mennonite family holiday greeting which turned my eyes from turpitude?Father continues to compose hymns during his long commute. Mother keeps bread on the...
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Aug.13.2010
                        With my two sons in the back, I drive an unfamiliar street in our urban neighborhood when I find looming to our right . . . . green.             “Green!”  I shout.              The boys swivel right.  There, adjacent to the car is a plot of green:  ivy, overhanging oak,...
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Aug.12.2010
What is Time? Ever since St. Augustine, people have wrestled with this, and there are all sorts of things it isn't. It isn't a flow of something, because what does it flow past? We use time to measure flow. How could we use time to measure time? We are stuck in it, each of us time travels into the...
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Aug.04.2010
Day One of our return from vaykay finds Bob my husband and I figuring outour health care coverage for our older son Patrick while at college, whichmeans deciphering what his college  will cover and what our health carecovers while away.  Then there is banking in Vermont. Then the paymentschedule...
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Oct.31.2008
We're always gonna ask you: Are you O.K. or are you stressed? If you are annoyed, go to the bathroom and splash water on your face. I wish you luck on your trip. It's a shame you won't be here longer. You could give me a reason to come to Romania. This week only. The more you buy the more you...
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