After the Rains

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. ūüėȬ† As my Mum would say: Child, keep Celebrating!!!moon-casting-sheet-1-1024x1024

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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

overflow. Holding

Emptiness. Infinite

gush. Space.

 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.

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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‚Äôs 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‚Äôt want to have regrets, or leave anyone else with any, when it matters. I realized that it really doesn‚Äôt take much to say ‚Äėhey, I appreciate you‚Äô, 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 ūüėČ

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. ūüėČ

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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Sappho’s Muse

Aloof

Muse awoke

You promised me a poem

I faltered…no time-

Then read your Sappho! she whirled

Leave your fragments, crumbs to Air!

Tanka. ©Tara Linda

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I’m enjoying this awesome new book~ Searching for Sappho by Philip Freeman. I like it because in addition to offering her poems, it presents her fragments within a cultural construct; what could have been happening in and around Sappho on Lesbos and elsewhere in the region, notably Sparta and Athens, as she was living and writing? What could have influenced and inspired her? What were the marriage ceremonies that she wrote so much about? What is a possible cultural basis of the last Sappho poem found- as evidenced by other neighboring Greek writers, existing histories (that were not burned), and the writers who came later quoting Sappho in their poetry courses and writings in ways more complete than her found fragments show. What is news to me is that while she had her detractors, yes, there were more who respected her- masters, Aristotle among them- who held her poems, songs, and words as a supreme example of a highly skilled poet who equaled and surpassed the writers of her day, in voice, complex Greek forms and technique, as well as output.¬† This book is a fast read; highly recommended. Even if your Muses spurn you for not wanting to put it down to write for them. ūüėČ

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Heart – Filled

Two moons
and one solstice ago
his words came…

Heart-Filled

Two moons
and one solstice ago
his words came, woven in an Easterly
driven by frozen rain, unrelenting cold
they pushed West, gale force unyielding, sure
with 8 arms waving, hands cupped and overflowing
with nectar clear, light, soothing, sweet they pushed
head-on shadowed storms, unseen winds, inertia
up and over plains, mountains, heavy with mist,
each syllable, a ray of Sunlit compassion, multiplied hundreds more of itself~ traveled to the farthest coastal
cliffs, beyond bay and sea

Now the rain
Stillness
Now the jasmine
blooms at night
Taralinda © 2015
Thank you Mikial.

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Secret Garden~ 36:52

What she planted
at dawn bloomed only at dusk
You show me her…

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Secret Garden

What she planted
at dawn bloomed only     at dusk
You show me      her

photo     and

we put stick to dirt
connect all stars to
sirens      birds to
ghosts of salamanders   that

now rule       rivers    flowing empty
beneath us.

© & P. Copyright~ Tara Linda
Inspiration: ¬† The salamanders we used to find, when digging in the garden. I refuse to think they’ve gone extinct for lack of water, preferring their new place of residence to be a secret garden deep below us, near the water table.¬† Here is one of my Sage gardens filled with young CA Native sages, succulents, flowers.¬† ūüėČ

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Prompt:  Weekly Poems/52

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Bailiff
you scan the room eyes travel wide
and land long
as I pick up my badge And later
after lunch again your eyes lock mine…

Bailiff

you scan the hall           eyes travel wide
and land         long
as I pick up my badge   beside 300 others   And later

phase II  after lunch this time your eyes      lock
mine as you announce      full volume  Ladies and gentlemen
no gum in the courtroom please       watching as I  slowly

swallow

And later          when we all get lost    taking sides
piecing together     what ifs    with how whys         I hear
my name      gather my things to

approach

the bench      turn to find       you suddenly              
smiling taking the badge from my hand       here let me help
            as someone says

Dismissed!

copyright: Tara Linda

Prompt: Lunch Poems~Frank O’Hara

Today, I begin, again, my poem-a-week challenge PoemX:52. I did it last year, but I’ve no idea how many I’ve written, posted, or not posted this year before today. So I’ll start with as many weeks are there are left (17) of the year of 52 weeks. If my math is right. Just one poem a week; how hard can that be? And lots of tiny ones on Twitter in between.¬† Join me!! Post a link to one of your own poems here, in a comment, and on every post with a poem in it so we can encourage each other.¬†¬† And to my 110 followers~~ thank you! ūüėČ