“The Dark Quarter” Poem | Music & Vid by Volk Dissident | MIRROR from White Art Collective

Originally published on The White Art Collective’s YouTube channel, January 13, 2019. Now available on my own channels as well. Volk Dissident invited me to record a reading of my poem, The Dark Quarter. After some consultation together, he produced this audio-visual featuring his own music and treated film footage. The video reflects the theme of poem, celebrating the time of year starting at the … Continue reading “The Dark Quarter” Poem | Music & Vid by Volk Dissident | MIRROR from White Art Collective

The Dark Quarter- Music and Video by Volk Dissident. Presented by White Art Collective

Direct YouTube Link Volk Dissident is a musician and video maker who contacted me for this collaboration. I was more than happy to oblige and am very pleased with the result. Volk Dissident works with the White Art Collective. WAC premiered this video on the January 12, 2019 episode of their show, Saturday Night Livestream, and posted the stand alone video on their YouTube channel … Continue reading The Dark Quarter- Music and Video by Volk Dissident. Presented by White Art Collective

Halloween Poetry Reading: The Erl-King

A dark poem for this time of year based on Scandinavian and Germanic folklore.  Originally composed by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe in 1782, this version is the English translation by Sir Walter Scott.  *Being re-uploaded to BitChute   This was my entry for the poetry reading contest held on Carolyn Emerick’s 2018 Halloween Livestream Extravaganza.    -More on the Erl-King: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erlking Continue reading Halloween Poetry Reading: The Erl-King

King (Poem)

Bursting pennants standing guard against the glad inner courtyard, revel in their newborn form. A hazy day, and yet still light. A gathering, all life. The herald sounds, rings opulent in way of supple melodies. The center holds, and we bow down, and all is well, I don my crown– and yet, each here knows fancy’s flight. I do, as well, and in my might, … Continue reading King (Poem)

Our Britannic Majesty’s Request (Poem)

Sacred, ancient Albion lend your ears to me. Let whispers of the reed stems bleed into fields around me. For language, blood, and spirit draw a bow string and I feel the pull; there something shared. Possess me of your story’s wisdom, a wrestle with love and fleeting calculation. There’s a door somewhere in your grassy web and that’s why the heart and why the … Continue reading Our Britannic Majesty’s Request (Poem)

From This Way to That (Poem)

Perfect squares all laid together prism of a suggested gesture that in our sleep we feign as secret, lulling me down from this way to that. Shapely shards of purest light, contained within a boundary tight backdropped to the velvet black something calls from this way to that. Weaving a tune, all contours, smooth, shapes cascading justly. I hear the sirens’ call in reverse, sussing … Continue reading From This Way to That (Poem)