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Visible and Invisible

Visible and Invisible

 

The Lord sings,

and there’s a world.

The Spirit shimmers, and love

all inspires.

The Child touches one and then another,

and everything is better.

Healing and teaching,

death and resurrection.

 

There are other personages

in other stories.

I like well enough this tale of mine, which

comes from a people I must own.  I am

content mostly to do so.

 

I want to learn more and more:

to hear the single notes

that rise into a melody

of sacred time

for sacred dance.

 

And everything is better.

 

C L Couch

 

 

CC BY-SA 2.0 fr, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=125333

English: Coptic crosses in Philae Temple of Isis. Aswan, Egypt.
Français : Autel chrétien dans à l’intérieur du temple d’Isis à Philaé. Assouan, Égypte
Image taken by Gilles RENAULT
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Night and Day

Night and Day

 

I grind my teeth

But rhythmically

As if the radio in my head

Plays a hit parade

And my jaw drums along

Something to do

When on another boring walk

Along the lower campus

On a night that promised anything

But interesting

 

Now it happens in

The way that people talk about

That makes it a problem

In my sleep

 

I think it happens so hard that

I move my teeth around

There is an overbite, an underbite

A space that I did not have before

I guess that’s a problem

And I’m not awake

To enjoy the syncopation

As the beat, beat, beat

Promised in the big-band song

Or maybe something from a musical

Or the music that marshals characters

In an adventure film

 

What kind of protest

Do I not know about,

That my mouth must make

In subtext

Underneath the consciousness?

I should find out:

My goodness, life can be so strange

 

C L Couch

 

 

“Night and Day”

Cole Porter, songwriter

 

https://googlecreativelab.github.io/coder-projects/projects/night_and_day/

part of a creative coding project that can be downloaded

 

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Sky-Song

If only

If only

The stars weren’t so lonely

They wander in grace

And season of space

 

Sky-Song

(for Camden)

 

We have what’s good

Using it, should

A beach and a wave

And all of it save

 

Earth-songs we’ll sing

Seasons we’ll bring

We’ll have the nights

Gifts into rights

 

Peace ends the war

We come so far

Foes into friends

Newly-won ends

 

Aspects of grace

Seeing God’s face

Hearing the voice

From which we learn choice

 

Woman, man, child

Glory in wild

When fed the least

When we serve the feast

 

Finally, yes

Faith our best guess

All of it right

And we’ll have the night

 

C L Couch

 

 

(image)

NASA, NASA TV

 

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An Actor’s Life for Me

An Actor’s Life for Me

 

Here’s the thing

I don’t like to be entertained

But informed, inspired, ennobled

These will do, and aren’t

They grand

(they are)

But simply to watch something and laugh

Or to be provoked for provocation’s sake

To be piqued

To be set on a train that has no destination

We go ‘round and round is all

(the frustration of my trainset)

Does this make me humorless

Sure

Maybe

I don’t know

 

I laugh often, because life is funny

But I don’t require life to

Entertain me

I didn’t buy a ticket

Not for that

And here’s the irony (one more?)

I don’t mind entertaining

 

I want others to feel satisfied

To enjoy a good story

Told well

Sing to a winsome song

Be moved for the occasion,

Nothing more

(it is a great deal)

 

A performer

Who doesn’t need performing

By performers

One side of the theatre that I’m good on

The other side, ennui

Give me somebody to dance for

Yeah, that’s it

Yeah!

That’s it!

Charlie Brown and panophobia

But I’m not scared

Bring on the audience

No stage fright here

 

I always knew my lines

And held the notes in place

‘Til just before

The song was over

 

C L Couch

 

 

By The Walt Disney Company – Original theatrical trailer, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=30115135

“The Music and the Mirror” by Marvin Hamlisch in A Chorus Line

 

 

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Newsong

Newsong

(starting with Psalm 96)

 

Sing to the Lord a new song,

Which means we should be writing all the time

Crafting notes to go with words

Consider instruments

Tempo, attitude, occasion

We have the reason

There’s no reason

A new song because creation’s always new

It crests upon us with the dawn

That is seen aboard spaceships

Over the arc of the deep-blue sea

That comes inside my house

And yours

 

Why do we sing so many old songs again

And one more time

Nothing wrong with that

We apply new energy each time

 

But we are also called to create

Beyond new versions

Why, because creation itself

Teaches of itself

Every time it rings anew

 

Does the dragon sing inside its keep

Does gold sing underneath the earth

In there melody inside the mitochondria

Where gene pairs harmonize

 

Scales

Rhythms

Measures without measure

Blank pages, open minds await

Hearts ready to practice

To perform all nerves aglow,

Wary of the audience

Wondering approval

If delight

Will we beat a dance that

No one’s ever stepped?

Will we step a dance

That no one’s ever stopped?

 

Coda

Encore

Rest

 

Then return to make again

Co-make

With the composer of the universe

Who asks of us again

To find within ourselves

Something new

 

C L Couch

 

 

Vintage tambourine musical instrument 1960s | Musical instruments …

My Timbrel In the Sun

Hayley Brodrick saved

 

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The Circle Will

The Circle Will

 

Jesus loves me, this I know

For the Bible tells me so

All of Christian theology in a

Capsule, so I’m told

And I can believe it

 

Little ones to him belong

Who said he will not suffer fools

It was not Jesus

He welcomed the small, the foolish,

And the outcast

I take great comfort from his

Company

And so might you

 

They are weak, but he is strong

Is there strength in doubt

In cynical insight—if

So, then I might qualify for

Divine companionship

To marvel in the one who

Walks beside me

 

Yes, Jesus loves me

Yes, Jesus loves me

One more time, and the spell is cast

It becomes official

He has pledged some kind of

Fidelity to me

Because an invocation counts

So much so we give it once a week

That, like the bath on Saturday,

We take it, needing one or not

 

Yes, Jesus loves me

The Bible tells me so

Ancient lore

Interpretation of the text

Desert mothers and our fathers

Keepers of oldest insight

Dry seeds in small packages

Waiting for young water

 

What will be our next song, children

Maybe about fittin’ Jericho

Or whether or not we know we

Smile

Songs go back to truth,

Which is why it’s clever when

We can sing all the verses

 

Time for reading now

And later there’ll be play

It’s a good day in God’s land

However many rainy days

Or rungs to climb

It takes to get there

 

C L Couch

 

 

Whole_note_and_rest.png

The original uploader was Merphant at English Wikipedia

 

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Psalms 52 and 53

Psalm 52

song of passion

 

Some things are not enough even

From an impoverished place,

Contemplating gifts.

 

O God,

Where is your own longing?

And where might mine match yours?

 

 

Psalm 53

song of compassion

 

Lord,

Why should you listen to me, anyway

But I’ll keep talking, just the same

Someone is missing

And others are searching

It’s far away

I don’t know anyone there

 

But there are hearts

And life that always matters

So I’ll ask

Sinner before the altar

 

Please help those in motion

Watch around (above, under) the rescue

Help us in our better work

 

Bless those in need of rescue

Please

Bless the rescued

And the rescuer

 

http://www.uscgnews.com/go/doc/4007/2914970/

 

 

C L Couch

 

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Services with Variants

Services with Variants

(from Appalachia)

 

I wonder as I wander

Out under the sky

Why Jesus, my Jesus,

Did come down to die

 

For poor on’ry people

Like you and like I

I wonder as I wander

Out under the sky

 

And then the story can begin in

Earnest—the grammar’s bad:

What does that really matter,

 

When the bias is for long and

Almost painful, loving notes

Wrought in the words to send

 

Them over; all the o sounds and

The is like convict souls, once

Held then let go like winged

 

Enchantment, soar above the

Planet in the room, to wave

Like smoke around the beams

 

Above the Sunday evening

Gathering, like convicts bound

Whose chains are broken with

 

No expectation, words and

Notes released like birds once

Wrapped by keepers’ hands—

 

In flight now to know no other

Mission than the erring sky

And song of wonder-wandering

 

 

“I Wonder as I Wander” (Appalachia)

Words and Music collected by John Jacob Niles

Collected by John Jacob Niles in Murphy, [North Carolina,] in July 1933 from a young traveling evangelist Annie Morgan.  According to Niles, he asked her to sing the song repeatedly until he had memorized it. It was published in his 1934 Songs of the Hill-Folk.

http://www.hymnsandcarolsofchristmas.com/Hymns_and_Carols/i_wonder_as_i_wander.htm

 

and “on’ry” is ornery, which is a good word

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“Earth Angel”

“Earth Angel”

(a doo-wop song, debuted in 1954)

 

A melody to finish

Tiring us out, as

We dance under its

Dappling melody

 

We are young:

What do we care

About exhaustion

When our energy’s

Unlimited

 

Entropy an unknown

Peril

 

We go until we

Drop

 

We never drop

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