Tumbling barrel for gunpowder
We play with words, images from the everyday, sounds, shapes of life itself, yours & mine, his & hers
Our art has touched to & beyond time out past anyone’s memory
& here we find the pull of conversing, meeting, and soul-calling-up
—life!—
& its satisfaction.
We find ourselves in, and we make for ourselves, a melody haunting & harmonious &
Cacophonous
Working, incessantly laboring, at throwing our antithetical powers
Into what might, only might,
Become a tumbling barrel for the manufacture of gunpowder for those who come next to overtake us.
:- Doug.
