…on music and poetry and poetry and music on…

…on music and poetry and poetry and music on…

by Steve Fly

“Omniverse / Is / The totality / Of / All the universes / And you / Are welcome / To / Be citizens / Of / The Omniverse–Sun Ra, Omniverse.

 

“Rhythm…is the first formal esthetic relation of any part to part in any esthetic whole or of an esthetic whole to its part or parts or of any part to the esthetic whole of which it is a part.–James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916)

To this drummer/blogger, music and poetry share common parenting in the human universe. For example the 8 fingers and 2 thumbs, 2 arms, 2 legs, 2 eyes, 2 ears, 1 mouth and lungs of the majority of humans on earth create a basis and foundation for the human arts. The infinite potential of human hardware, the body, linked up with the infinite potential of the human software, mind, exhibited together in the spacetime flux of sound and symbol can heal the human condition and help the individual get a taste for freedom, and a little regiment.

Sounds Fly: Music Writing

by Steven James Pratt et al.

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New Shenanigums

 

Spore Of The Words

by Steven Pratt

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…formented homey slow mead down the pagemelt
quilted quiver of quill shawl of wynwyrld bushfires
blairing lies burgundy rivers rushing aside the grassy
noel partly paisely swirl gull on wing swooping ease
grey socks in the ironing boardroom Mr Broomfield
guttering up the pithjackets and slogging the chops
to burrybrief cases and letter byguns buygums dums
return my flavours bellow amid tease pipes mydear
tearly praiseship sail face to schooner oarletter rode
rudderless toadstool fly foolish mosher mon rafter
hloppy neverafter baffleyawords worth shit to soil in
flagrent lies grown damp in dark of cabinet webbs
cackle of baboons in session with chickenhawks
wastemonster rising dumbp corpscracy limpited
bust of guns pills and drone eggs suspened in ice
laser light cutting cheese slices four chairs sprouts
gravy and here she sits Ms Zinkbossom cross table
willowink aroma fern mid name noel flowercupcake
pie to measure winks byday wet nights inside oven…

–Steve Fly, New Shenanigums, Pg. 10