felt it coming,
whispers in false twilight,
shivers in searing sun.
shade becomes night,
shadow shapes mimic
on ground, its clever canvas…
burning crescent eye in sky
while chill takes over skin.
chattering creatures calling
in flitter flight to trees,
day-rise only briefly lit,
morning woke the bees.
cut short sunrise, quietly it quit
as slipping lunar disc
slid, its blackest black
‘cross unseen solar skin,
ne’er seen with naked sight.
moon covers inch by inch —
flying 1800 miles per hour,
umbra turns out the light,
and on the night, it rolls,
a specter, a cosmic ghost
in transit coast to coast.
birds and bees go silent,
squirrels dart into empty dens,
silver light casts omens
in whispered ancestor tongues
of ancient sorcerers gone to past.
yet tears in present eyes are wonder,
witnessing science in eerie silence,
awe in precision trajectory,
we dare not miss.
coldness lifts as rays return,
animals disoriented emerge,
back to regular clockwork
as if nothing
to see here…
~ Emily C.
Eclipse shadows on my neighbor’s house. So awesome. What a stunning experience.
Choking hazy smoke
Another red sun looming
Free me on sailed sea
~ Emily C.
Day 6: Smoke is still here. I can smell it in the house when I opened the bedroom door this morning to the hall where it’s an obvious contrast. But, then sitting in the house, one acclimates to it.
I have been running HEPA air purifiers with brand new filters round the clock, and have only opened the doors briefly in morning or night to let the cool air in for a bit. And even THAT has been enough to make it smell smokey in here. Check out my filter picture, the one on the left was new on Thursday. The one on the right is unused. Look at all that dirt caught in only 3 days. Crazy! Glad its in there and not my lungs, but I do feel it a bit anyway.
The first two pics are from Sigma Shreedharan again. Yucky air makes for great art!
The third pic is mine off my back deck at sunset. We are still dealing with heat, but it’s only in the high 80s instead of high 90s now. After the 4 feet of rain we had this winter, I didn’t think I’d be desperate for a raincloud, but here we are. 🙂
Side note: my Mac’s trackpad has been causing issues and making my cursor go berserk in a scary way. So, I haven’t been able to use it and all my poetry bookmarks are on that one. I will be delayed even more in catching up on your awesome words. But, in time will be trying my best to catch up.
Also back to my vestibular therapist tomorrow. Still working my way through that, but definitely not as acute as I was. The new exercises have been a challenge for my brain on top of the environmental triggers lately with the heat and smoke. Looking forward to clean air and improved health.
Miss you all and thank you for your steadfast support.
Wildfire moon, orange in night sky
witness to the burn, reflector of fire
night is a hot oven, skin melts puddles
not a fresh breath, nor window open
smoke on tongues, numb tingles ripple
lethargy death grip, otherworldly rogue
escape, no option, water, only hope
bunker in basement, hiding to cope
horizon designed, devoid of detail
mountains hide, water invisible
red sun sets, ruby in dead sky
hell on earth, no end in sight
~ Emily C.
Things are not good in Seattle and Vancouver and much of the northwest. Hundreds of wildfires in British Columbia have been sending smoke all over including smothering Seattle. We are also having a heat wave in the 90s to near 100 this week with no signs of letting up this coming week. This is day 3 of suffocating haze and smoke smell. It looks like a foggy Christmas Eve around here. Can’t see the city skyline, the mountains have disappeared and the streetlights look out of a dark London alley. We do not have clouds so everything in these pics are smoke. Can’t open windows because of the unhealthy air quality which means the house is ridiculously hot and muggy. Some respite in basement but it’s got moldy smell like basements do…so the choices aren’t pleasant either way. Hoping al are safe in BC. Sounds like at least a few fires have been determined arson. Terrible. The sun has been otherworldly in its redness, and he moon in its orangeness…makes for eerie pictures.
Not looking forward to the next several days.
The haze around the Space Needle is smoke, with orange moon above
Standing on Emerald city’s edge
rainbow curtain above my head
taking long breaths in…
I lose my balance
I have forgotten my ground
my toes grip granite in vain
your voice my invisible net
saves me from inevitable death
— your voice, oh, that voice
heard now in the call of the gull
the whisper of a sail
echoing on the wings of wind
that tickles my skin deep to spirit
swaying, I flail
failing to trust in life, in love
but there you are again
catching me at sunset
rocking me still
singing me filled
there you are one more time
catching me in song
until the stars light the sky
like clockwork revealing
your diamond soul etched high
the night won’t say goodbye
even if you are only
as tangible as rolling tide
as graspable as fleeting air
as permanent as a passing cloud
flirting at the firmament
Saved by your song,
I’ll be here all night
to witness your flight
your last soundcheck
your final finale:
behind the rainbow
the city will applaud
in the wake of the bay
~ Emily C.
*Friday’s sunset in Seattle. Photography by Sigma Sreedharan Photography.
with a fire that blinded the sun
words flew like daggers glinting with hints of love
landing in soft tissue, piercing shrill notes
like a master of musical tapestry
take that minor and slip into a major key
dancing on ladders of scales, out of our reach
with low baritone growl seducing slow
take it up high with a silky string of flow
soul-shuddering soulful croon
there was no where to go, but
we flew with you, never looking down
lighting our own lamp, into black expanse,
face-to-face in the dark we embraced
spoken in songs we counted on you
~ Emily C.
During this week of mourning for Chris, more sad news has developed. Yesterday the news reported that the building that houses the basement where Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains all practiced as young bands in the ’90s is going to be put up for sale on the market.
It is under the Black Dog Forge ironworks company. For decades fans have flocked from all over the world to visit the space. It is still being used as a practice space for bands to this day. In a city that is on development steroids, it will no doubt be purchased and destroyed unless the Forge can come up with enough money to buy the building itself.
There is a Go Fund Me page where donations are being collected. Any amount is appreciated and even if they can’t reach the necessary target, the money will still go to a good cause in helping Black Dog Forge relocate.
I am going to try and find a way to share this link on some Pearl Jam fan pages in hopes that it will spread like wildfire. I hope Eddie is aware, too, but not sure how to bring it to his attention.
If you feel you can donate anything, please do. And even just sharing the link would be a help because others may want to contribute. You can share the Go Fund Me link, the news articles, and you can reblog this post here on WP to reach even more.
Thank you for your support with this, and for your understanding as I work through my time of sadness. I hope to be back to normal programming in the near future. Love, Em.
Save Seattle Music History!! ~ Go Fund Me fundraiser page
Help Save Grunge Landmark Black Dog Forge ~ a longstanding practice space for icons like Soundgarden and Pearl Jam ~ The Stranger, Seattle
Black Dog Forge Building to be Sold ~ MyNorthwest.com