Texts and Translations

Ahogada

La niña se murió
En un mar
De sonido
Azul
Quieta
Tranquila
Solo la canción y
Algunos recuerdos
De ti
Sin más que sentir
Sin más que decir
La niña soy yo
Ahogándome
En la música

In the Night Garden

Hot days a memory
Flowers awaken
Gone are the prying eyes
Of old women
Plucking fingers
Of noisy children
With small dogs
Now is the hour
To dance
To remembered songs of day
The harmony of
Sunshine and dew
To remembered ecstasy
Of a lover's kiss
The bees and laughing birds
Yes, those birds and bees
An explosion of colors
Only witnessed by
Stars and lovely moon
In the night garden
Flowers awaken
To live their
Wild, beautiful lives

Rhyme of the Lost Mariners

Once moored
By sweet light
Now searching
Cast adrift
Unanchored
In a sea of stars
Your song a map
Lost to the depths
Sail on mariner, or stay
My soul's a sextant
I can find you again

Matthew McGrath

Dare to see the beauty 

Time has stopped towing my worried, weary heart. 
Taunted by the patterns in my mind.  
Wanting to think of forgotten times takes me far away. 
To a theatre of wishes, loving the fears away. 

Love is wanting to go towards the worrisome places in kind ways. 
Teaching me that loneliness is a state of mind. 
Teaching me to calm myself while leaving my fears behind. 

Watching love amid the scariness becomes my truth. 
Taking chances to make music instead of wasted tears. 
Daring to see the beauty in my life 
Has given me hope amid my fears. 

Planning for a meaningful life wages a war within. 
To all the warriors, my sisters and brothers  
Healing can begin. 

Parker Scheu

Reality

Waves of light beam within 
The sound of water dripping 
I am here; content  
Melting into my bed 
Swallow me whole  
Water dripping 
Light waves beaming 
Peace 
Let me go 
I’m suffocating 
It’s too loud 
I don’t want to get wet 
My lamp is too bright 
My front tooth aches 
The hairs on my right arm sting  
I taste strawberries  
I'm stuck 
This is agony 
My senses deceive me 
I just want peace. 

Carlos Schaut

How to Be Silent 

(to remind myself it’s okay) 

Quiet mornings 
Screaming thoughts 
But mute until I wake 
It’s okay 
To be silent 
In the stillness is great 
Hope 
In the peace where 
No noise interrupts 
The deep 
Thoughts sing 
It’s okay 
To be silent 
Black letters on a page 
Say more than a soundwave 
It’s okay 
To be silent 
In the calm air 
Ideas stir 
In the darkness life 
Shines bright 
More than ever 
In a world of noise 
Clamoring clashing crashing 
I hold hands 
With my still lips 
And remind myself 
It’s okay to be silent 

Letterboard

My thoughts are confined to a simple page of letters 
No sounds express my heart 
Except the rhythmic 
Beat I tap one word at a time 
Thump thump my heartbeat 
Only sound loud to me 
But my fingers tap and the 
World can hear it 
Letterboard language shouts out 
In a silent prison 
Break 
I spell out my heart 
Beats, I reach for letters like musicians 
Play music 
Like orators drum out stories 
I scream across the page 
I am heard tap tap tap 
And my ideas are released 
Like a trapped scream 
I am heard through my letters 
I make room 
I make space 
I am heard 
In a sound world 
Listen to my tap tap tap 

Amelia Bell

currents / recurrence

sailing wide i am waiting tides approaching
wanting wagering always casting am i resisting
tearing weary above now sinking am still standing
wavering am near treading before all ways crashing
believing reeling decisions escaping am i trying
angering am weather vane shaming lost still watching 
searching am gone hearing calls anchor am i rising
lapping begging dragging regressing am i fleeing
returning waves of seeing holding i am floating

we are other together

the reason i weaken the yearning i am broken 
i am other the anger of my raving 
the anger of my fate the monster in my ether
say other say anger say wrong say other 

am other not alone am other am other
i am other i am half apart i am danger 
i am the risk the deviant the idiot the other the nothing
i am here i am hearing i am

am other am angry am alone am among a song 
among a wisp of great knowledge a wisp of ambition a wisp of other
am winding am diving am seeing am seen am belonging
am other together

etude

saying daily free and caring leaning
land about great meaning vested homing
other real dealing sand lifting near made great bearing the cackling 

there not treating seen save staring
about caring dear hope dealing craving freeing
gear great shift beacon seething great throwing parting port letting 

dear teasing duet sweet want feeling 
blue borrowed new version hear mighty once hearing 
real tearing dear great threat long near yearning hear thin rolling

real dear breath trailing stress growing 
great trial leaning mere thanks reading want reams thrilling
freed tearing now gnawing seams open bind much set looming

Drowned

The girl died
In a sea
Of sound
Blue
Still
Peaceful
Just the song and
Some memories
Of you
Without more to feel
Without more to say
The girl is me
Drowning
In the music