Liminal Words, Music, and Image
A journal by composer and writer Kevin Macneil Brown, detailing the creative process.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Mid-March, at the eastern heart of this morning like no other...
Mid-March: at the eastern heart of this
morning like no other,
The perfect pyramid of Spruce Mountain
rises weightless washed blue.
Above and beyond, arrives
a fresh and fearless sky,
pulsed–through with the hue
of future roses—
Blooms that, in a softer season,
will be here,
Warm and glistening,
In the all-pervasive sunlight
that seeks itself even in shadows.
-Kevin Macneil Brown
Kevin Mac neil Brown