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Distractions

Reading at work, listening to music during labor, swatting gnats while meditating

The Open Marketplace of the End Times

Today I remembered the last time I looked out the window. This was months ago. Was I braver then—or more childlike? No, not childlike, as children do not look out their windows either. More naive. More stupidly hopeful.

Fragments from a Pilgrimage

I came to plunder the past and found, appropriately, only a bit of play history. What did I expect?

Ancestors

Chief Xian aTunde Adjuah on the Musical and Cultural Legacy of New Orleans

Some African harmonic traditions and histories may have been redacted, but they’re not lost. In New Orleans, specifically among the tribes, they made sure to hold on to those histories and the skeleton keys of those expressions.

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Practicing

Taking piano lessons, learning to speak Russian, seeking enlightenment

Architecture in Music

My twenty-year career as a professional cellist has enabled me to bring an insider’s understanding of music to the visual exploration of instruments.

The Coast of Nowhere II

Sleet and black rain / pelting the eaves, the kind of predawn / that reaches through the window, hissing, / Your heart never was a bird let alone / a bright-red singing one.

Sunbeams

Liberty is meaningless where the right to utter one’s thoughts and opinions has ceased to exist. That, of all rights, is the dread of tyrants. It is the right which they first of all strike down. They know its power.

Frederick Douglass