Nostalgia's Special Brand

[seaofzen]

The regret pops in all of the sudden like the healthy motor on a Harley.  The kind that sinks further into your chest every moment you give it.  The music carries envelopes of memories so rich, so fresh, it is as if you just swallowed them.   And you freeze up inside the living picture in your head, full of three dimensions, the recollection, you

Comments

[tristissima]

Whew!

The imagery and sounds of this piece are wonderfully married, giving it a lush, precise quality, as if in the reading of it I am walking through the jungle of the exact feelings I am feeling. The rhythm is damn near perfect, and your use of the repeated and (there's a technical word for that that I can't recall) not only pulls me in like a whirlpool sucking me underwater, but also recalls a religious text, which adds a spice of that precise sort of awe associated with those experiences. Without that slight bit of spice, you wouldn't capture the emotion quite as amazingly accurately.

You can't see me, but I'm kissing my fingers like the stereotype of an Italian chef. Magnifico!

[seaofzen]

oooh... thank you! thank you thank you thank you! what a gift of a response. i was not expecting that.

i miss you bunches.