Happy Holidays Everyone!! Hoping this finds you all truly happy, relaxing, and enjoying your life, loved ones, and the season. Whether loud or quiet 😉 Happy Christmas!!
Oh we don’t go to church anymore
made her realize, how much she missed
that, his belief, casting bygones gone, when
forgiven was a stage everyone got to walk across,
acting lead parts.
Easier times, with enough space to wonder aloud,
wander through, no one jumping to bets why,
only questions, and time enough to say, everyone
waiting for reasons, everyone waiting for you to say
Vs.ii © Tara Linda 4/19/17
Sticky green, lush
spirals on woody stems
that barely move
in the coast winds.
We called them black
for the pods, the way
they cast seeds
dirt imprinting stone
dark with dust.
I swallow silence, taste the tea
as you hand me fresh cuttings.
And all this time
I thought the leaves oozed
shadowed things, absence.
Great grandmother knew well
you say, moving memories from
fingers to apron in sage stains.
The bees know too.
Tara Linda © 2017
A sunflower maddened with light
Sheds the seeds of poems.
It always happens like this, standing on Columbus
somewhere near Jackson, Bay winds press me to find
the words to keep you walking, unsuspecting April,
with a saunter past City Lights.
With the sun setting, shadowed winds channel up alleys
of glass windows, and slice through our ambling. I pipe up
how ‘bout a book…? which sends your eyes glazing into freefall
with how ‘bout-a-nap?, Washington park, and then
I’m kinda thirsty, refreshing words not heard since
Columbus last October. And because you don’t read poetry
and I don’t drink beer, we slip into familiar Specs where I buy
the first round, before the 2nd at Vesuvio’s, after which you
escort me next door to my favorite book of poems .
Tara Linda ©2017
I never expected
to fall like this not
for dated charms
in primary colors-
your flattened edges clean
But for a certain Witch
in Copenhagen, I park my punk agree
to meet let you in even
take you often to bed
And each night that I hold you
tuck you between sheets you slip
to dreams you offer
prismatic stars linguistic strings
strange tongued dignitaries
arriving all night until I begin to savor
the gardens soirees your maritime stories
told by the stables a kiss the smell of leather
Parisian wines horse dung
Tara Linda 4/2/2017
Tarot Deck: The tarot of Jacques Viéville, 1650, by Patrick Coq
Of course I left you
deep in New Mexico
that endless drive a sea
the San Juans just in view
you stopped for dinner in Gallup fried tacos Sopapillas in honey those visions
the ones that follow into dreams portal
from a picture
I knew I would leave
well before sunrise before
you made that unnatural
turn due north, RR 371
Don’t be mad there was no sign
besides only one can fit down
the sipapu* at once
Tara Linda. 2016
*Hopi word for the small opening in a Kiva; opening between worlds.
I hope this New Year has begun well for you, Friends. My wish may seem late, but since I tend to spread out my new year celebrations over several weeks between the first new moon, through Chinese New Year (last weekend), and into the Tibetan New Year (starts Feb 27)- I’d say my wish is right on time. 😉 As my Mum would say: Child, keep Celebrating!!!
Source: Carrie Paris
This year began a bit differently- in retreat, on the Northern Cali coast.
Sitting in Rain
How many drops
can this silence hold?
Waves. An Ocean. Minds eye
draws the curtain, sheets of intention
falling to earth. Grey beyond
grey, thirst beyond deluge.
How many raindrops in one breath?
The empty gourd, turns its mouth
receptive, for all sensation to
Tara Linda © 2017
These rains, of course long overdue to our thirsty Cali lands, have been shocking in abundance, a delightful respite from a 5 year drought. The psyche, mountains, and ground water tables are all happy. Personally, to recharge via silence when the world parties in a New Year-ha! Highly recommended.
2016 was a creatively and musically fairly quiet; I passed up our usual EU summer tour, radio promo and tour for our latest CD, and US shows, all to spend more time on the home front with family and friends. There’s nothing like death or a dying parent to get you thinking of the value of putting your house in order so to speak. So 2016 was more of all that. I didn’t want to have regrets, or leave anyone else with any, when it matters. I realized that it really doesn’t take much to say ‘hey, I appreciate you’, or to find as many ways to say goodbye inside someone else’s shrinking space. And yet we all keep so busy. And so we just don’t. Realizing this made 2016 full.
ON the HORIZON: New music of course! I have projects to finish for others who have commissioned songs (yep- getting back to it, creating time to create, starting this month). I have a revamped studio courtesy of my very supportive music engineer, and can’t wait to start recording again along new & unexpected directions. There are new songs begun for a follow up Tortilla Western CD.
And some work that is entirely different too (hint: no vocals 😉
One current inspiration for this later direction is composer performer Nicolas Jaar.he works with a huge sonic vocabulary as an electronic writer- interesting stuff. I recommend streaming his CDs on Tidal (https://listen.tidal.com/artist/3832155 ), a music streaming service if you haven’t heard, that was begun by musicians for musicians. Tidal was heavily promoted by Prince because we get paid for our music better than the others.
Writing wise, I am enjoying the challenge of sonicscapes and backdrops built in real time, as Nicolas does if you see him live. He writes long pieces that build with vast libraries; chill, world music, jazz, voice and dialog, classical, all placed within the the usual electronic genres. This is excellent ambient background music; on the videos- if you don’t like something, just skip ahead. 😉
I have several new projects in the works for 2017 too. Of course, the 52 Poems a Year project begins again with this post. And there are 2 other blogs of projects Ii just started as well, that I will spill the beans on, next post.
Wishing you an AMAAZING New Year filled with Joy, Mystery, and Creative Abundance!!
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