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Psychogeography 2

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psychogeography 2

one hour later still listening
to the tree rustle and watching
grey clouds over passing
kite glide and soft rains gentle touch

breeze breathing dry leaves
rolling dancing over the weedy tarmac
campanula dandelion forget me not
magpies rattle distant and near sounding

repeating resonating the air sky chamber
as a pencil softs the grey lines
inviting transformation from passive to active
in the gaze of the last red nasturtium

Music for digital piano and electronics Virginia Scott with sound sample by Monolith and Cobalt

wednesday night thursday morning..

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wednesday night thursday morning 

planting out  pot plants
before the frost begins 
in woodland
in garden  
and in edge path

a day that lasted all day
reminiscing on previous 
afternoon's interchanges
and a bitter sweet 
cake tea chat scenario

Yesterday afternoon the sun shone, a reminder of the glorious summer we are leaving behind.

Swan Dream/ Virginia Scott / Modern Pianists out-take.

last in the present series

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This black bin bag contains the remains of a large canvas I created many years ago which so frightened me that I was compelled to cut it into small pieces , bag it up and take it to the skip. Today an interesting echo of this experience emerged and I felt happy that the painting had been deconstructed and disposed of. I recycled the stretcher and created a new image.

about time

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about time
or the story of two pianists

listening into that time
beating piano keys beating time
from the where i was
then in that wilderness
the chords a kind of chorus
after many a summer

piano lessons peeling
into a day like today
and it’s dusting of snow
melting through spring flowers

i see a pianist waving at me
and in my waving back
i feel our palms drawing together
touching and becoming one

Listen to piano music https://lindykarpestra.bandcamp.com/album/the-karpestra-dairies

the swan dream

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i feel the memory
of the
swan
as she
nested
under my skirt
reminding me of
*the tin drum
a book my father
gave me when i left
home in 1970
‘something to read on the plane’
he said
‘if you want to know
about the war its
all in there ‘

twenty years later i finally
read it

*The Tin Drum by Gunter Grass

swan words

The Swan Dream- Virginia Scott- Piano/ Modern Pianists/ out-take