Thursday, August 29, 2019

Same thing -- differently



It's a poem about mussels, about sensual love, about shadows.  About the forbidden.  Two visuals on the same text -- a softer approach and a rendition spoken from shadows.  Of course, salt has been added to the latter.

1 comment:

  1. warmth, being the province of the settlers, invades the village as it travels through the solstice, seasons which decide the distance between two points, between dissonance and your heart so tropically inclined

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