It’s a hot Phoenix day at the end of March. The car lot at Grand Canyon
University is filling up to the 6th level. Troves of people walk down to the
auditorium:
Jeff Bridges made this thing called Sleeping Tapes [1]. It was a promo album for
Squarespace, a soft and motley collection of nonsequential tidbit stories,
rhythmic chanting, field recordings of Bridges just tromping
Darkened Not Completely Dark
for John Taggart
If we could hear the voice
would it matter
or know the naming of the names
gathered tight then unfurled
like snow between pines
here ground
Note: This contains spoilery details about the fifth season of Game of Thrones.
Spring is in the air, and that means one thing: Winter is Coming.
April 24th marked the return of HBO’
Where did you learn your gentleness?
I would like to know
Dearly, I would.
Were there hands?
I hope there were kind hands.
Of dirt and branches, perhaps
And cool fog.
You wouldn’