gondoliers echo among the bridges and sighs colour and romance Kim M. Russell, 31st August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1509 Back to where we started … Italy Today is the final episode of our quest for folk music around the world and our journey ends in Italy.
The quacking and chuckling of ducks and ducklings leads to the meadow, among the stones and grasses just where the gurgling river passes in its sinuous windings. Rapid water purls, not just between the banks but into ponds and ditches, fields and streams, and the convulsive weir pool where I stop to dream and breathe […]
to an archipelago that dips low and green in the silken blue of the sea let’s wander along cliffs that fall sheer and grey down into a bay where granite sand glints between stones seashells and bleached fish bones let’s build a castle on a deserted beach with a moat that only waves can breach […]
stone heads and conch shells reverberate with music stories of the past Kim M. Russell, 30th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1508 Easter Island’s music of the Rapa Nui In the penultimate episode of our quest for folk music, we have landed on Easter Island, the Polynesian island with hundreds of stone heads […]
words gradually disappeared erased from the paper of memory the sun and moon lost their shine flowers their scent there was no taste of honey there were no colours no abstract noun for the feeling I get when you smile at me there was no name to call out from the depths of a night- […]
catch of ocean’s breath above the rumble of rocks a flotilla of puffins Kim M. Russell, 29th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1507 Folk music of the Faroe Islands The next stop on our journey around the world on a quest for folk music is the Faroe Islands.
Wisely and slow; they stumble that write fast and wisdom or music from their words escapes. Steady keeps the pace; if you slow down, you notice words you never heard before. Slow as a simile, stanzas don’t grow on busy sheets of paper and a rolling rhyme gathers no metre. In other words: more haste […]
a sultry tango thrilling friction of bodies breathless with passion Kim M. Russell, 28th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1506 Tango … passionate music from Argentina Today we are tangoing in Argentina.
“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” John Keats the earth is baked the grass long gone from fissured fields earth trickles through my fingers in shades […]
natural rhythm beach and ocean percussion language of music Kim M. Russell, 27th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1505 Haku Mele, the music of Hawaii Today we are visiting Hawaii where , traditionally, music and dance was used to express praise, communicate genealogy and mythology, and accompany games, festivals and other secular events. […]