Sunday’s ships share seabirds’ sky
Winds’ cupped hands fly mast-top flags
Bobbing blue waves bubble lullabies
Navigating westward wave-crashed crags
Dawn’s drafts starch sogged sagging sails
Cuing not where sea-fog flocks
Silence captaining sunup’s swale
Clouds suspending southern shower’s stocks
Faint mists clear amidships’ mast
Loudly sung stout rigging’s clap
Polish transfigures dark portholes’ cast
Wandered winds wresting mainsails’ flap
Amongst whitewashed canvas strung stories high
One smallish ship curves quietly ’round
Deft fishermen trawling slowly slowly by
Westwinds awakening water’s worldly verse
Polycrylic-shined wood reflecting brown
Memory’s wish posts grandfather’s spirit steering tall aboard
Mottled brow dampening morning’s straw-woven crown
Long stowed lines freshly cast
Flashing luring lures creation
Family then fishing we could converse rejoined
Sharing Sunday til every Sunday’s sun set down
Any always awakened waters
Versify my invitation
By Dr. Todd Harris
Dr.Todd Harris Website
I invited the world to come and experience a truly new 21st century approach to the arts of music and poetry,and to hear,read,and experience the new sounds of their resulting synthesis online.A Subito grant this year birthed my new website about 21st Century Modulation,and the site is now live.The site contains 17 original sonephonic works based on my theory of sonology.I present a completely new contextual fabric as well as a new methodology for affecting contextual change through new modulatory structures and analysis in both the sonetic world of music and the phonetic world of poetry.
www.ToddHarrisSubitoGrant2008.com
