Friday, May 18, 2007

Dance of the Solar Wind



"...behind thought I have a musical core. But even further back there's the beating heart. The deepest thought is, then, a beating heart." (Clarice Lispector, Stream of Life, 36)

5 comments:

  1. I know I don't comment often these days, but I read everything at least twice. Everything. And pieces like this touch me deeply down inside a protected spot that I almost never share. Part of me I'm finding myself more reluctant to share as time goes by.

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  2. Anonymous12:18 PM

    What a fluid composition! Even as I read, I could experience the flow of the dance like an experience. How I adore writing like this.

    Quote: "Love that swallows you as you breathe it, like firedust"

    Oh!

    Quote: "In my cacophonous sensibility" I love this. I know this feeling well!

    On the Clarice Lispector quote on "behind thought, I have a musical core." This is most concurrent. Your writing is like a musical underscore this day.

    This is really a great piece, my Friend, from beginning to end.

    Blessings~In Light

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  3. Anonymous5:42 PM

    Brenda ... I have been lifted upon this glorious wind~work!

    Truly, I am astounded. It makes me feel uplifted . . . and in terms of creativity for me that is good. Thank you for this. Liz R-S

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  4. ¨Is love open heart surgery?¨Man, that´s such a great line and really for me the key to this piece.

    You are giving us a full-bodied expression of the amatory, cardio organ included, through a contemporary inflection into an intensely personal vision of ecstatic sacred love, that in many ways, though studded with reference to consciousness, painting, intercontinental travel and the inescapability of the ¨solar wind¨-- this prose poem´s central conceit--a 21st cent entry into the medieval mystical poetry of love which we associate with Ibn Arabi, Kabir, Rumi, Hildegaard of Bingen, St. John of The Cross, and Sor Juana.

    There is a human subject for so much love, but there is also a sense of the transcendence with this beloved by the speaker into a co-creating Presence bigger than them both.

    Your reading was spectacular, Brenda, the choice of improvisational jazz piano, your phrasings in accompaniment building the piece to its climax, your sense of the beats where the love that the speaker evinces takes flight.

    A perfect fusion of jazz music and poetry, performance and lyrical text. One of my favorite spoken word pieces of yours so far. You set a high standard for the rest of the pre-Simulationists to match themselves against.

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  5. Reminds me (in a great way, of course) of the lyrics of Paul Simon.

    Simply beautiful. And, obviously, it finally stopped raining in this little corner of Florida. For a few hours, of course.

    Until the solar winds kick up again, no doubt.

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A Pulsing Imagination - Ray Clews' Paintings

A video of some of my late brother Ray's paintings and poems I wrote for them. Direct link: https://youtu.be/V8iZyORoU9E ___