A tanka written by Lee Sonogan
I’ve tried to move [the sidhe-seers] during times of peace and quiet and had the luck of a broken mirror nailed beneath an upside-down horseshoe with a ladder nearby that a black cat just walked under. – Karen Marie Moning
Stressing the weak beats,
Solenoids faze iron lung,
Free-for-all restarts? quo hymns.
My occupation is syncopation. But, every time, my syncopation is different, because I can never play the same fill twice. I just can’t, never have been able to. – Ringo Starr