Tori Amos Myra Ellen “Tori” Amos (born August 22, 1963) is an American singer-songwriter and pianist. She is a classically trained musician with a mezzo-soprano vocal range. Having already begun composing instrumental pieces on piano, Amos won a full scholarship to the Peabody Institute at Johns Hopkins University at the age of five, the youngest…
earthweal — THE UNSAYABLE — Covid Cathedral
As the big boxes of care were broken down and recycledso rose a gleaming cathedral of doctor-priest-ordained profit.The board of holified scrabblers’ scheme, catering caviar to pre-corpses,circled the cauldron and called forth a lodgingmancer to design an icon to reach the gold in the pockets of the best-insured with the soullessnessof a vapid smile and…
Women Music March 2021 — Day 1 — Rosanne Cash
Rosanne Cash Last year I decided to cover one female musical artist every day in the month of March. I decided to do it again this year. If you want to take a look at the artists I covered last year, go to the bottom of my blog’s main page and find the tag, Women…
slimverse — moon cake
One a.m.’sfull moon says,“Cheese.” She sportsgreen brocade. image link
Nightmares are Made of This (long)
Awhile back I posted a Ryan Adams and The Cardinals song that I like. It wasn’t long before I was informed that Ryan Adams has a reputation as an abuser of females. Yesterday I read that Marilyn Manson’s reign has ended. Further investigation showed that he has mentally and physically tortured his partners and others…
The Prohibition of Nuclear Weapons Becomes Law, by Marie Braun — Rise Up Times
“The U.S., the only nation to ever use nuclear weapons, should take the lead in convening talks with the other eight nuclear nations with the goal of working toward the elimination of these horrendous weapons and becoming signatories of the new landmark Treaty on the Prohibition of Nuclear Weapons.” The Prohibition of Nuclear Weapons Becomes Law,…
dVerse — MTB — A moss-covered path
Padding spongy moss, I inhale humus air to where our love playedA tunePine canopy dapples flicker as old movies play. Warbler’s songLifts me.Wait, am I dreaming or is that your laughter I hear? My breath isTethered,I see you and she, lazily languishing, your eyes twinkling into hers.Clingingillusions de-clutter; I wish you well as I turn…
Tao-Talk 