Music Swims Back to Me by Anne Sexton
Imagine it. A radio playing
and everyone here was crazy.
I liked it and danced in a circle.
Music pours over the sense
and in a funny way
music sees more than I.
I mean it remembers better;
remembers the first night here.
It was the strangled cold of November;
even the stars were strapped in the sky
and that moon too bright
forking through the bars to stick me
with a singing in the head.
I have forgotten all the rest. Art by Kubarev Philipp Vyacheslavovich Recommended Listening: Love Came Here - Lhase De Sela Time - Stray Dogg ft Devendra Banhart In the Heart of the Moon - Ali Farka Touré & Toumani Diabaté Electric Adolescence (great playlists) + The Full Beatles Breakfast Veenaa Murali - Ravi Shankar & George Harrison
Links of the Day: Private View: John Baldessari Where do ideas come from? Adam J.Kurtz drawing tutorials Insect flower arrangements Five Dials Issue #42 Bangalore, before the dystopia Poems as maps