from by Lindsay Clark



Our minds are mountains / the dead-ridden pull of winter / a love song I no longer buy / still it sings and yearns for sky / Gold and bind and rip and wind / gold and bind and rip and wind / I am melting in pools on the sweetgrass / I am melting in pools on the sweetgrass / The crick-crack of my limbs in time / light and flake dark craters make / there is a fence in my old mind / through which I breathe love / CH / When I was young I dreamt of pickets and flowers / a rock rose tangled straight in the barrel and the bucket / what rose can quench of a snow that struggles down / in layers, upon this ground / Bent knuckles and through whipped clothes / I was promised I would see the light / famish me of all these wants, / distances and desires / CH / I have sung for years of chicories / will this bring me laughter, will this bring me peace / will it bring me to closure, will it lead me to grace?


from Begin, released September 21, 2014



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Lindsay Clark Portland, Oregon

Lindsay Clark is a lover of nature and sound who grew up in the Sierra Nevada mountains.

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