Poems and poetry as experiential art experiments, created by a dedicated core, sparking consciousness river, word slurry. A harvest of poems and creative thought from a creative collective cadre.
I like these very much as pieces and as reminder about the meta-definition of poetry: permission to speak in any tongue (or other body part) you choose.
Loving how the top image also looks like a surfboard carrying the percussive tines - music is the wave?
Scooter - What insight. Drum Solo has evolved in my most recent ceramic to being on a surfboard!