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Singapore, United Kingdom, South Korea . . .HELLO to those of you, my readers, who are followers of Notesong Carpenoctum2 and thank you to those of you who are new readers.                                                  Delores Fisher at the piano I've been working on a couple of music sound-scape score revisions for poet and instruments. I have the performers picked out and the musicians, although I may add a violinist to the mix once I'm done. I'd be further along with these projects and my new books if I had not gotten a summer virus that pushed me flat on my back, unable to hold down food for several days. Please be cautious ya'll. Virus and bacterial illnesses are still around even if COVID 19 is no longer at pandemic levels. You are not being rude if you move away from people who are coughing and sneezing and NOT keeping their mucous or saliva droplets out of your personal space!!!   ANYWAY . . . It's good to be back feeling fairly healthy again. Mid summer,

                                           Delores Fisher blogger/poet/educator APRIL  . . . It's National Poetry Month! Here's one of my original poems pre-COVID 19 from 2020. VISION WALKERS              by delores fisher  The dream has not been deferred, It exists, playing out on an eternal time table we cannot control. Many Vision walkers are long dead, Brother Martin and the elders . . . Slain by the insane who scream Vile obscenities cloaked in shape shifter Media molded palliative atrocities. Generation Z AND Alpha! New generation of Vision walkers ---their legacy pierced with cloven fire They hover above the valley of dry bones, They hear the wind signaling a new anointing, They dream walking visions of a generational ancient call. Knowing like the elders:   “To rise in victory, is to bow on humble knee before an all mighty God Whose justice streams on all of earth’s wretched and wealthy.”   Walk together children for stony the road we trod, Weary

Hello to all my North American followers and followers overseas. This is just a quick February 2024 post to say thank you for reading and sharing my blog thoughts for all these years!                          Delores Fisher blogger, at a Park and Market Concert event It has been an unexpectedly busy 2024, however, here are a few photos and comments just to chat and share.  Music R. Nathaniel Dett  is one of my favorite composers. A few years ago, I started playing Nathaniel Dett because of  several of his very avante-garde sounding piano pieces. This summer I hope to add a few more of his solo piano pieces to my performance repertoire.  This is his "Desert Interlude" from his  Eight Bible Vignettes. . . Yes . . .I am playing again.                                                     Delores Fisher at the piano I am also composing again. Several short pieces are in the works and a few CONCEPT  pieces too. So far, I may be working with a flutist, a couple of dancers and poets,

We all think about those negative influences that we would all like to forget; yet we often neglect to acknowledge those positive warriors who quietly and compassionately help us shoulder dark toxic angst, while nurturing us back to the light of healthy joy.  This 2024 January post is to celebrate one of the positive life warrior-healers that I cherish. If you have one of these people in your life, did you stop and give God thanks for them? (If you don't have one, prayerfully your life will soon be blessed. If you do and you didn't offer thanks yet---how about doing it now?) In the traditional Black American community, we have a custom known as "Give them their flowers (while they yet live)." Selfless fabulous people have invested quality time and positivity into my life. This first post is a huge thank you/shout out and a huge Kuumba bouquet of red fragrant roses to my community minded sistah-- professor Starla Lewis! Professor Starla Lewis at the 2024 San Diego S

 She now has housing!!!!! Abstract Afrofuturist painter: Picassa   Picassa: Summer 2014 Photo by Delores Fisher one of my favorite photos of her Ten years ago, early morning strolls along San Diego pier exposed an often shadow-population of the un-housed who slept while others sat awake to watch over them and to chase away predatory night dwellers who slept during the day so they could prey on the weak after midnight while seeming to casually wander the pier and San Diego's downtown city streets. For the vulnerable on side streets nights were and still are very long all year.                  Sidewalk tent community Photo by Delores Fisher, blogger 2023 Picassa and I met one early fairly sunny San Diego California morning while I was taking a stroll to clear my mind about a recent 2014 blog post. I felt as if something was shifting. I felt unsettled as I walked near the now defunct Anthony's Fish Grotto. A chestnut brown face was looking up at me. She smiled. Spread out in fro

Maggie is a photographer with an extraordinary eye for details, colors, shadows, and wonder. She is approximately thirty years old and optimistic about America, its future, its healing, its complex cultural contradictions, and its often ignored people-unifying characteristics as a nation.  Maggie is also homeless in San Diego, has been for the several years I've known her. Although she does create surrealistic phantasms, her photographer's gaze is often realistic, with a dash of humor, irony, and impressions that reflect a phrase I recently coined in 2023 for her work and similar works by homeless artists:  " the satirical homeless gaze."                      Image reproduced with Maggie's permission:   She also uses her creative eye to design patterned hats out of yarn. She is looking for a possible concession spot in a small boutique, once she has a collection of hats to sells.She sells a few on the daily in the winter, but it's not much money. She gets by w