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Frost's Diversion
03:01
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Random melody on a Friday eve
Shape of vision shifting.
All in just one week! Monday's dreams
Frost's diversion – kamikaze.
All's important
Nothing matters
Win some / Lose some
Charmed in tatters
And then the lid lifts for a peek
And it's stupefying, what you see.
Each moment is all you've got
Take it. Before it leaves.
... the story ...
Stefan was offered a job interview. He prepared. We hoped.
The interview was on a Monday. He couldn't tell how it had gone. All week – no news. On Friday evening, I'm at home with the kids, Stef rings – he didn't get the job. The keyboard beckons. Eb in octaves. Wow!, I think. How different this moment could have been. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. Robert Frost's “The Road Not Taken”. Frost's Diversion.
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Cusp
03:13
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Singular form,
born on the 4th.
Leo. She sits,
the reign of her fort.
Giant curl lick –
a jewel in her crown.
She sees it all
quietly calm.
Early July
the countdown began –
30 days left til One Number land.
Then, she'll arrive
proudly done with
all of those ages
counted with one digit!
Mane like unicorn's intricate plait,
Dives into belly of wave without splash,
Deeply concerned that everything is just.
Suspending belief, she's on the cusp.
Summer distracts.
Briskly, time moves.
Cartwheeling packs
testing the rules.
Eager to please,
can't help but rebel!
Wisely scanning the land from her lair.
Preparations start –
the festival's soon!
Bunting goes up,
And all the balloons.
Elders look on,
silent in knowledge,
as she encircles
mysteries unsolved.
Mane like unicorn's intricate plait,
Dives into belly of wave without splash,
Deeply concerned that everything is just.
Suspending belief, she's on the cusp.
... the story ...
Joni celebrates her birthday mid summer hols. 'Cusp' came to me the year she was turning the big One Oh. She was so excited. As was I. My first born baby girl, graduating from one digit ages to two digits. The song arrived as I lapped the big field overlooking Silver Strand, Co Wicklow.
As the years pass, I'm honoured to have ringside seat to the oncoming & her mastery of many cusps.
Life really is just one giant Cusp, isn't it?
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Clambering Soul
02:39
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You know you're great
You know you're perfect
You know you're lovable, just the way you are.
You know you're fun
You know you're plum
You know you're perfect, just the way you are.
Deep, in the well of your soul,
Your story's been told
Over and over.
Lover of divilment,
Riddle, giddle, fiddling,
Clamber that ridge path, through the clouds ...
Hold on tight!
You know you're loved
You know you're perfect
You know you're right on time, just the way you are.
You know you're once
You know you're forever
You know you're perfect, just the way you are.
Witness to growin' oldies
Comin' and goin'
Stuck in a pond.
You are River,
You nourish the plants on your bank.
Leave that nonsense behind ...
Hold on tight!
You know you're great
You know you're perfect
You know you're lovable, just the way you are.
You know you're once
You know you're forever
You know you're perfect, just the way you are.
... just the way you are, just the way you are, just the way you are ......
... the story ...
Moments after Rio was born, the midwife says “He glided into this world”. He did too!
He was about 2 years old one day, when we witnessed a snap between his grandparents. I saw his confusion, “What's happening?” Later, as we pulled up outside a friend's house, I watched him in the rearview mirror. His untethered being. He'll have his mountains to climb. He can't glide all the way, at times it'll be a clamber. “Y'know, you're great”, I turned to him, “Y'know you're perfect. Y'know you're lovable ... just the way you are”. More octave-banging on the keyboard later that day .
Some time later again, fine-tuning the song, Joni walks in. I'm humming the second verse, and I pause at “Leave that ...". “Nonsense!”, Joni offers. “'Nonsense!' Perfect! That's it!”, I beam back. Song complete!
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Hilary Bow Cork, Ireland
Irish composer/singer, jazz lover, Bugle Babe. Has performed/recorded/collaborated with Liam O'Maonlaí, Mary Coughlan, Ronan
Guilfoyle & Irish language poet Gabriel Rosenstock.
Previous releases include albums "Sean Nova" (Gaeilge versions of jazz standards in bossa nova style) & "Oneness"; singles "Don't See Any Lines" (written for MASI), and 1940s arrangement of Canned Heat's "Poor Moon".
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