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'A Half Circle of Years': poets reading Emily Dickinson's poetry


'A Half Circle of Years': Emily Dickinson's poetry read by a group of poets collected by Dave Bonta in a Woodrat podcast for her 180th birthday. A wonderful collection, inspiring, fun.

Free through iTunes podcasts -look for Woodrat Podcast. It's on my iPod, and can be on yours too!


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Veils To Clothe Botticelli's Venus - a poetry recording (2:37min)


Veils To Clothe Botticelli's Venus by Brenda Clews


Music by Buz Hendricks: Somewhere Off Jazz Street.
Buz created beautiful ethereal, jazz-influenced, sensual music for a poem I composed out of my Suite of Botticelli Venus Poems. The original track is at Jamendo. I reworked a portion of that track of music with a new reading of the central poem of the Suite tonight:

Veils to clothe Botticelli's Venus

A poem arises catching the energy, imparting meaning, hesitant, faltering for words, images, rhythms.

My love for you.

Slowly, through endless revisions,
shaping this love.

Disparate layers emerge, an undercurrent infiltered with strands, approaches, understandings, memories, hopes, desires,
the way the sensual mind composes.

We create ourselves through each other. It's more complete,
who I am with you.

Not a version of reality but a veil of being,
the poem of love that is
a transparent garment we clothe ourselves with,
our metaphors and concepts of a world

which resists
our gaze.

Writing is a deeply
meditative act.

A language of love.

A listening.

From Women In Summer - the process of painting


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A Reading of Emily Dickinson's 'Wild Nights'

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Emily Dickinson Wild Nights, read by Brenda Clews.

A contribution to Dave Bonta's podcast of a collection of readings of Emily Dickinson's poetry on Dec 10, 2010, her 180th birthday (which I'll embed in the next post when it's available.)


WILD nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds  
To a heart in port,—
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!  
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!





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Photo Shoot



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My beautiful daughter shot some video from which I took these photos. Then after she said, 'No, your hair's not that red.' I do colour it - a light ash brown. In the bathroom mirror it doesn't look red. Who knows what I look like? I have no idea, not being able to see myself most of the time. The very last photo I adore.

From Photo Shoot

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Photo Shoot


My beautiful daughter took this photo this afternoon. She is so sweet!


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Through the Years



Through the Years

A popular type of album at Facebook - so I composed one too. The photos are optimized for web viewing - Facebook re-sizes all images to minuscule KBs (no idea where all these photos are on my hard drive :)).

Click through to Picasa to read the inscriptions (or click on any photo, it'll take you through).

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Niagara Falls

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A beautiful friend who I hadn't seen in almost 10 years treated me to a magnificent few days at Niagara Falls. These photos are stills from video I took. They are a lovely memory of the thundering waters.



Click on any photo in the slideshow to go directly to the album to see the photos in larger size, and to read the captions.

The first videopoem of the footage from Niagara Falls has been released; you can watch it at YouTube: 'Tones of Noir' (1:23min).



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A Videopoem: Tones of Noir



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music: Alex Bailey, 'Piano Improvisation No 7.'

Do poems wait to be born? A poem whittled out of thundering mist at Niagara Falls. The roar of the Falls, music, voice.


I wanted the voice to be as light as the mist, and as strange as a dream with noir elements. (Don't worry if you can't hear all the words -it's meant to be a bit ghostly, and you can read the words here.)

Tones of Noir

Numinosity
     washes the sky.

Poems rise
     out of thundering mist.

I think it is a crime.

She rushes by.

The water, 
     the power in falling.

Begin when it's in motion
and stop before it ends.

Mystical crystal spikes
     of sun.

He waits.

We walk quickly
covering ourselves against the watcher.

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Video I shot in Niagara Falls, Canada, a few days ago, edited in Final Cut Express, Video I shot in Niagara Falls, Canada, a few days ago, edited in Final Cut Express, and layered a few recordings of the poem I wrote for this piece.

Niagara Falls is magnificent!


Still from video:



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I'm entering this in Big Tent Poetry's prompt this week. I read the prompt Wednesday night (had only 6 hours sleep since then, video poetry does that to me, sigh) and thought, hmnnn, enough? ...maybe.

::Smiling:: Thanks!



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Videopoem-in-progress: Niagara Falls, First Project



A friend treated me to a trip to Niagara Falls- so beautiful! I took some footage. I started on something last night, and this is the little video in process. I decided to try some parallel editing with the clip. I'm uploading the video before I add a poem and music - which I haven't written or looked for yet. Blogger now offers video again, so it's a good place to post works-in-progress (in hugely decreased size) before the final upload to YouTube (which doesn't allow edits in the same url spot). I find seeing a video I'm working on online helps me to figure out what needs to be done or where it should go - and I like sharing the process of making something, too.

I'd like something slightly noir in this videopoem, but so far no images have come. So I search through sites, music, films for a hook, something that will unravel a poem.

Not that I believe poems lie in wait to be born, but already this one is forming itself in the footage and I have to whittle it out of the thundering mist.

The Falls are magnificent, though the town of Niagara has become, with casinos, haunted houses and wax museums everywhere, the Las Vegas of Canada - in a quaintly Canadian way.



Videopoem-in-progress: Niagara Falls, First Project from Brenda Clews on Vimeo.

Because I initially tried to upload a file too large for Blogger's service, and it didn't take, I turned to Vimeo. Though I later figured out my error with Blogger's file size limits, Vimeo certainly offers a better resolution.




Still from the video. As a filter lady, yes, I did add a little something. Not telling what though! ::Smiling::

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Later, nah, I'm not a gangsta writer, but noir, or neo-noir, can be a mood, a tone:

Tones of Noir

Numinosity
     washes the sky.

Poems rise
     out of thundering mist.

I think it is a crime.

She rushes by.

The water, 
     the power in falling.

Begin when it's in motion
and stop before it ends.

Mystical crystal spikes
     of sun.

He waits.

We walk quickly
covering ourselves against the watcher.


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Poetry birthday present...

Thanks to an early Christmas present, my computer has a new hard drive -albiet a cheap Western Digital. After 6 months of constant freezing of programs, requiring turning off and waiting an hour, it's a phenomenal relief to be able to use my iMac again. No idea how I produced as much as I have with an ailing computer.

In celebration, I burned a CD today of Starfire - mostly the whole album of my love poems, though there are a few I haven't yet done... for a birthday present.

Now that everything is working again, hopefully I can finish the album and get it uploaded to Jamendo in the next few months.





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