Category Archives: Michael Leon

The Moon Turns Over and Over—As a Song

Michael Leon occasionally puts to music my attempts at writing songlike things, as he’s done with this piece I wrote last fall (lyrics here). The simple (but perhaps overly busy) video portion must be blamed solely on me as I … Continue reading

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Midnight Finds Me Digging (a country tanka noir for Michael Leon)

Midnight Finds Me Digging (a country tanka noir for Michael Leon) What I plant tonight blossomed in red sprays today, the scent thin and sharp— waves of it in my nostrils, salt and copper as the sea We left the … Continue reading

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