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