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D.K. McKenzie—Warwick poet, pianist, and founder of The Poe Underground, a spoken word and music project—plays an original, improvised keyboard solo under his recording of July by Alexander Posey and Flypaper by D.K. McKenzie.
July
The air without has taken fever,
Fast I feel the beating of its pulse,
The leaves are twisted on the maple,
In the corn, the autumn's premature,
The weary butterfly hangs waiting,
For a breath to waft him thither at the touch,
But falls like truth unheeded,
Into dust-blown grass and hollyhocks.
The air without is blinding dusty,
Cool I feel the breezes blow,
I see the sunlight crowded on the porch,
Grow smaller ‘til absorbed in shadow,
And the far blue hills are changed to gray,
And twilight lingers in the woods between,
And now I hear the shower dancing,
In the cornfield and the thirsty grass.
Flypaper
Invention
fly paper reactions
silk journeys
across lunar landscapes
Sahara caravan
the backs of camels provide survival
the outfit of danger
worn with irregular symmetry
Father sun
with his sky inferno
he’s benevolent or brutal
and grants us passage through the delta
but only for a short burst of time before sending us burning
across the desert plains of Africa
Watch D.K. create his keyboard solos for July and Flypaper.
Check out The Poe Underground.
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D.K. McKenzie—Warwick poet, pianist, and founder of The Poe Underground, a spoken word and music project—plays an original, improvised keyboard solo under his recording of July by Alexander Posey and Flypaper by D.K. McKenzie.
July
The air without has taken fever,
Fast I feel the beating of its pulse,
The leaves are twisted on the maple,
In the corn, the autumn's premature,
The weary butterfly hangs waiting,
For a breath to waft him thither at the touch,
But falls like truth unheeded,
Into dust-blown grass and hollyhocks.
The air without is blinding dusty,
Cool I feel the breezes blow,
I see the sunlight crowded on the porch,
Grow smaller ‘til absorbed in shadow,
And the far blue hills are changed to gray,
And twilight lingers in the woods between,
And now I hear the shower dancing,
In the cornfield and the thirsty grass.
Flypaper
Invention
fly paper reactions
silk journeys
across lunar landscapes
Sahara caravan
the backs of camels provide survival
the outfit of danger
worn with irregular symmetry
Father sun
with his sky inferno
he’s benevolent or brutal
and grants us passage through the delta
but only for a short burst of time before sending us burning
across the desert plains of Africa
Watch D.K. create his keyboard solos for July and Flypaper.
Check out The Poe Underground.
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