because I have been wanting to share the subtlety and nuance of Elena Tonra & band “Daughter,” and after a day on repeat words became…
mobius, ever,
turning ribbon gyre
.
under foot, a soaker hose
immersing.
a sprinkler fountain
saturates
.
entrailing
an emanation –
tangled collisions –
of stars. of light.
.
and here, supine
undone
amiss
absorbed
in aimless ache
.
while there, ever,
slight twist in the band,
an error,
a mark-miss,
.
and bypass.
N Filbert 2013