Category Thoughts About Art & Culture
Improvisation
~~~~~ A Rapid Meditation on Ives Trio for Piano, Cello and Violin Where Did That Come From The way in life we come together, walk side-by-side and harmonize. Go our separate ways, rehearing The musical influences we shared. Will we muse on it from then on? Think it but a passing fancy, soon forgotten. Distant […]
New Molds to be Broken
Rising of the Moon ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Flow through me like a river from the tiny spring where you begin. Above the lakes and streams watch dragonflies and damselflies hover in an everlasting dance of movement. Iridescent colors where no pigment exists, show how movement exposes more than life alone may ever truly […]
Wild Yeast
~~~~~ How will we cause the colors to appear when life appears black and white, blank, no matter where, how far away we gaze? We may as well gaze into our own navels. The permanent scar which marks us flesh proves little enough in its shy profundity. Whether we dance, caper, ramble, race, or march […]
To Capture All
~~~~~ Out for an evening of music. waiting for the world to speak. Flowing through my fingers, now, anticipating a lightning strike. Or it could be that nothing comes, though that is not my expectation. Only our concept of time, perception will tell what this evening brings, whatever will come through me guided by my […]
Begin, Become, Begone
~~~~~ Speaking now of old friends or of lovers from long ago. Where the closest may be lost or somehow replaced by others along the way. Yet, life continues along, with us or without us. Do you believe, perchance, when you are finally gone the universe vanishes. This, despite evidence to the contrary, science, perhaps, […]
Not As Ourselves
Sun in the Water ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ What rituals do we retain from ancient times?Primordial, primitive, leaving faint trace, no memory.When each morning the sun rising was pure magic,The setting sun called forth darkness, a time of fear. We have misplaced the magic, retained our night terror.Magic not lost entirely, yet glimpsed now […]
Plain or Fancy Inside
Reversal of Fortune ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Some things and some people are quite plain on the outside. Still, might hide glory within. Or, a plain face may hide evil. Some things and some people shine like glass in the sunlight. Still, flash may cover the faux. What waits within, time knows. ~~~~~ People […]
Haven’t Fallen Down, Yet
Focus Group ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ So many bits and pieces, words and phrases splattered on pages like stars scatter the night. As we create constellations in our search for connection where none may exist, but why? Searching for understanding, myself and life; Am I scrying far-too-far from me, myself and I, for the […]
Echoes, choes, oes, oes, oes
Crystal View Persuasion ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Echoes come from far away,another time and place.Even if we live there,it’s lost in the deeps of space.I have heard it said,the beginning of wisdom arriveswhen we know what we don’t know. What if we have heard this wrong?What we know is somethingwhich we must strive to […]
In Our Youth
Light in Darkness ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ We each bring our truest selves when we start, yet, we’re told we learn what we’ve forgotten. Driving so rapidly past our days and scenery, we grab a snapshot of whatever we can hold. Doing so, we must lose the whole, the essence of our experience, what […]
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