Tag Archives: music

the tank drummer

Posted on December 6, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

Guitarists strum chords on guitars & singers sing.  A pianist floats fingered scales on her keyboard, but what will we call this soldier coaxing steel drum tones from a tank? Guitarists strum chords on guitars but this man is a … Continue reading →

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have you heard the sound of the sun

Posted on November 26, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

the sun spins compositions the way stars shout across vacuum– electromagnetic spectra that resonate under matter we vibrate to like struck tuning forks but it is our substance the metal in our bones quiet bells sounding– the earth sighs, too & i … Continue reading →

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music makes my bones move

Posted on November 4, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

music makes my bones move he says, shakes last year’s mardi gras beads like maracas, keeps a beat not listened to but pulsed from the soles up

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Haiku Heights: Symphony

Posted on September 12, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

illuminating child voices float through the hall purer than sunlight my daughter’s alto a honey-dark thread woven through the sopranos the risers placed where Stravinsky and Bernstein stood crafting symphonies

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the valley at night

Posted on August 30, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

tonight the moon is the full red moon of august the green corn moon the grain moon & the blue moon so many colors describing that blank white face caught in water behind my reflection stirred with a stick rippled … Continue reading →

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Zoe’s spinet

Posted on August 19, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

  gotten for the cost of hauling it here & feeding four friends who heave it through my sliding glass door is the instrument I said she could learn as it will not decay in that jungle she calls her … Continue reading →

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artistry (2 poems)

Posted on August 18, 2012 by Susan L Daniels

1. her voice over violins or guitar always knows far more than it sings; songs with secrets throbbing against glass like hummingbird wings or luna moths at night whisper-humming through moonlight 2. she never just sits. she arranges herself the only place in … Continue reading →

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