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From The Idea Farm

  • For alto saxophone and chamber ensemble Remembering the Night Sky (2001) Remembering the night sky,Flashes of the past storm still on the horizon;The sea, charged, yet unmoved,Still boils, but remains unchanged. The eerie calm after the delugeAppears out of place, temporary.The sky above, devoid of stars,Could again unleash its fury at any moment. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EN7IyxAsSmA Diane…… […]
  • should have been the best a little red candle insurance burning bright exorcising spirits gone, the inferno of torment peace, resolution not ours
  • Her eyes were blue today; they change with her clothes, with her mood, when she’s happy, bluest after a night of passion, in the morning. I remember; mine were, too. I shouldn't have knocked, maybe he was still there. Sleep still in her hair, but not those eyes. I’d interrupted?
  • it all swirls, swirls spiraling round and round hypnotic losing contact, no contact I'm out, quite out cold, almost remember that day, what day? when I, yes when we … forgot … who?
  • Life sucks sometimes, dreaming, planning your future, but it doesn’t work. It’s not so easy. You can’t have your cake, much less eat it. There is always something in the way, or someone.