Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1009010016350.11347@panix1.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: casting of viola
Date: Wed, 1 Sep 2010 00:18:33 -0400 (EDT)
casting of viola viola accompanied by electric piano matrix improvisation http://espdisk.com/alansondheim/casting0.mp3 http://espdisk.com/alansondheim/casting1.mp3 casting0 = casting about casting1 = casting out, setting the cast - short unaccompanied improvisation after the theme is set / cast i am fronted with myself, casting aside the electron beam displacement energies shadowing their spectra before me. a sickness like that of death came over her, when, casting her eyes down, depression depth and misery began their slow and silent songs, it is difficult to read this, to dance this, seized by iremu casting themselves adrift, tethered by air, "there is little room but such wind!" say the little fisherwomen, casting their nets into the the room, around me, and there was a circular lamp, a circular lamp casting its yellow light, overhead, warming the room in all ways, the solitary pine trees between myself and the moon, casting the shadow of the coals over which his worshippers are pulled. ah the wind is in the air, the lamps are finally lit, and the shadows, the shadow of the noonday sun... o the casting spell from blackened casting cauldron, cast spell dead dead dead, this lives under some hillside, the soil aloft upon timber, the semblance of dissolution, the annual slough, and the wind, the wind is in the air; the lamps are finally lit, yellow glows everywhere, casting the shadow of the noonday sun...