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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Listen {A Mile of Music Tribute}


This weekend I was asked read a piece to open my brother Cory Chisel and dear friend Adriel Denae's set at Lawrence Chapel in Appleton Wisconsin as a part of the first annual Mile of Music Fest that my brother dreamed up and helped to put on. 

The whole weekend was amazing. Our hometown came out and supported while all of the bands delivered. 

A couple people asked for the poem that I read to start the set, so here it is, written a few hours before the show, specifically for the location, and the whole Mile of Music occasion. 

photo by Graham Images and Photography


Listen.

Listen to our heartbeats breathing. 
To this collective movement bringing us here, to this moment.

Listen. 

Listen as life's joy, misery, pain - all grand illusions take to the stage
wearing the masks of guitars, tambourines, or ivory keys.







Listen.


Listen to the sound of the sun, who squeezed in these stained glass windows -
fighting with the Saints for one last look before retreating.










Listen.

Listen as the moon, not to be outdone by her golden sister,
ushers this night in with her pale, hello.                                    


photo by Graham Images and Photography


Listen.

Listen to the sound of music. To the way notes and chords fill places within yourself left hollow by just words.
To the way your body remembers the dance of it all, long after you've forgotten.

photo by Graham Images and Photography

Listen.

Listen to this sinner's choir.
This congregation of old believers, atheists, or the never achievers.

For we were all written out in the scriptures of the stars.


Listen.

Come - Rest awhile.

Come - Feel alive....


Listen.


photo by Graham Images and Photography






 
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10 comments:

  1. oh my goodness, i love that, and am feeling the wholeness of the night, all over again. thank you Tara Pohlkotte!

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  2. The sinner's choir. Wow. I've been a part of one of those for a long, long time. Beautiful. All of it.

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  3. Beautiful. Your blog is one of my favourite places ever. It just feels like coming home.

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  4. I love it when the music fills the hollow spaces I didn't know were hollow until they were filled. sweet music. xx

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  5. I have the same experience every time I read your poetry. Every time I feel the same thing. And every time I think I tell you the same thing. (Notice a theme?) I have this on-the-edge-of-my-seat feeling, so there I am perched, and breathless, never wanting the moment to end because I feel so utterly swept away into the world you paint with your words. I get lost in it. And I feel like you brought me to Mile of Music through this, like I've tasted of its essence. I don't know how you do it EVERY TIME, but I am sure thankful that you DO. Never stop. Never, ever, ever, ever.

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  6. Wow. Great poem and the pictures really make it come alive in my mind. Beautiful.

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  7. This is so beautiful, all of it. Thanks so much for sharing...for all us atheists too.

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  8. WOW. I am feel like I was there. I can here you reading it, and the buzz of the audience and the notes of the music. I bet that was an amazing night.

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  9. Music does fill those "places left hollow with words." Beautiful poem - and oh, what a beautiful time your words create - a blessing time that touches "old believers, atheists, or the never achievers". What a blessing when the world you walk in asks, "Write me a poem." I think I like that, too!

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  10. What an experience. Love the poem and it must have been a fantastic feeling to be singing in such a big and beautiful place.

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