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A Videopoem: Tones of Noir

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music: Alex Bailey, 'Piano Improvisation No 7.'

Do poems wait to be born? A poem whittled out of thundering mist at Niagara Falls. The roar of the Falls, music, voice.


I wanted the voice to be as light as the mist, and as strange as a dream with noir elements. (Don't worry if you can't hear all the words -it's meant to be a bit ghostly, and you can read the words here.)

Tones of Noir Numinosity washes the sky. Poems rise out of thundering mist. I think it is a crime. She rushes by. The water, the power in falling. Begin when it's in motion and stop before it ends. Mystical crystal spikes of sun. He waits. We walk quickly covering ourselves against the watcher.
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Video I shot in Niagara Falls, Canada, a few days ago, edited in Final Cut Express, Video I shot in Niagara Falls, Canada, a few days ago, edited in Final Cut Express, and layered a few recordings of the poem I wrote for this piece.

Niagara Falls …