LOCATION: Nashville TN
RECORDS: 128
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JOINED: December 12, 2009
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I really love this new collaboration from Kubi - check it out in the resources!
On the far side of the world, the moon gathers the sea.
Under the clouds, the world hunches its shoulders. The selkie tips back her head, eyes like wellsprings, and sings. Her voice pries at the horizon:
Let me out.
Let me in.
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It was so hot that you didn’t wear clothes, only threw the windows and the shutters wide open and hoped for a breeze. The nights I couldn’t sleep, even with only a single sheet. You lay on the bed all afternoon while I sat and played guitar, the cool wood against my chest, until you asked me to stop. We showered several times a day, sometimes together. When it got dark, we ate and drank bottles of wine out on the patio, the sticky air sweet with the heavy scent of honeysuckle. It overpowered us. In the afternoons I was consuming books while you did sketches, when we could summon the concentration. Some days we drove to the sea, listening to Scarlet’s Walk until you pointed out that we should listen to something more Spanish. The only thing I could think of was Sun Kil Moon, but even he sings about San Francisco over the Spanish guitar. Still, it complemented the landscapes we were speeding through, looking like saturated photos through our sunglasses. That night I stopped reading Faulkner and started on the translations of Lorca from a Southern Review. I read you some while you lay on your chest, recovering from the day out of the apartment. When I put down the book, you got up and we danced like gypsies across the wooden floor, naked and restless. |
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- Summer in Spain (reading)
Me reading my poem 'Summer in Spain'. Apologies for the hiss etc!
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I promise when you really see me for the first time
(Eleventy bazillion thank yous to Tom, who edited the crap out of this and patiently whipped my butt into shape. <3!) |
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- patriot
sorry, this one's pretty rough
i came on an iron horse
and i followed an unmarked course
to your riverbed
and i chartered the furthest points
of your body, and made one of them
my residence
oh, i surrender
oh, you’re my only one
i planted my deepest flag in your garden
and i called it as my own
now you’re my lover and my country
and i’m your patriot
oh, i surrender
oh, you’re my only one
i left on a wooden ship
with the promise that i’d be back again
- deception pass
skin me up with the words you spoke
like virgin steel to a veteran oak
like a goodnight kiss when you know it's broke
but you'd rather fall asleep
deception pass on a summer morn
with billows of fog like the dress you wore
when you and i and the good lord swore
and i kissed you on the teeth
oh, that's a long way to go without something to long for
and my, that's a long way to fly without someone to call for
puget sound, plenty late at night
when the moon is out and the water shines
it reminded me of your younger eyes
and your younger disposition
i know i'm nothing new to you
but i'll have you know a thing or two
i've got a tune that i've been humming through
and you've always like musicians
