Self Reflections on the Dead River
Dead River I-IV
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Part One: An evening with Mike on the Dead River Basin had me reflecting. I was thinking of May Erlewine, her music, her lyrics, her voice, and how I needed to be lulled by eddies. I was entranced by the surface tension of the water. The thickness of the water. Viscosity. The reflections of forest and sky. Upsides. Downsides. And how needy I have felt the last few days.
Posted on May 7, 2011, in Magic Lands, Memory and Memoir, River Live, Water Worlds, Woods and Water and tagged Dead River, Forestville, Magiclands, memoir, Riverbanks. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.