Thanks to Willow Croft for arranging and conducting an eco interview with me. Great to reminisce about environment, travelling and writing with someone I feel is on the same wavelength on those topics; and dredge up some memories of writers and creations that influenced me, from somewhere in my memory!
Category Archives: mistYmuse
Not a Spring Equinox Poem
Spring is here, in northern hemisphere.
Did 9 days of mistYmuse melt winter?
Or did mYm4 not occur?
That’s one for mYmologists to confer…
kirkstallhenge delivers: sunrise in cloudless sky
A weather and forecast conjunction alignment provided a cloudless sky for the first Kirkstallhenge unveiling, as the last post in the mistYmuse 20/21 encores.
The sunrise was a bit more northern than I thought, rising behind the second building, but that provided a nice shot as our planet span around a bit more, positioning our view of the sun between the buildings.
You’ve been a great crowd, and I’m sure the ancestors would be proud.
sunrise pastel pop (pinkyorangepurple)
Low cloud on the horizon spoilt the central sunrise, but the sun did pop through the POP clouds a little afterwards. There’s always tomorrow… and the weather forecast’s good!
sunrise NEARLY HIDES, but smiles
The ‘sunrise’ did make it just between the two buildings this morning, but should be more in the middle on Sunday and Monday, when it moves a degree from 71 to 70 ° ENE. it stays on 71 tomorrow.
With the sunrise scheduled for 6.03 (it would be 5.03 without BST), I thought it was rising behind the building it just got inside, as it was 6.15 when it appeared, and it had been lighting up the city centre buildings for a few minutes… reminding me of the now long ago mistYmuse mornings!
Three days ago it was at 73 ° ENE.
Nine days ago it was at 77 ° ENE.
sunrise 6 days movement
This morning’s sunrise (really: our first sight of it) shows it’s nearly reached the first of two buildings. It should be in the middle of them in about three days, judging from how its moved from the two trees six days ago:
If there is an alignment of weather and awakening I hope to witness it, and bring you some photos…
sunrise photos: mistymuse encore
I wasn’t expecting to see the sunrise this morning, but hadn’t remembered until seeing the sun that British Summer Time (BST) had started eleven days ago, requiring we turned time on an hour, meaning the sunrise also went on an hour, from 5.51 on the 27th to 6.48 (would’ve been 5.48, as first sight of the sun is about 2/3 minutes earlier per day) on the 28th.
Eleven days later, the ‘sunrise’ today was at 6.24. The ash tree (Yggdrasil) is now budding, and very popular with the birds!
Sun’s Journey Over A Month (Really it’s our orbital journey and changing view)
The ‘sunrise’ continues up the horizon though. Although it seems to be departing for me, earlier and nearly out of sight, for the northern hemisphere as a whole it is in fact more visible; earlier and for longer.
Comparing it to this photo from March 6th (last year, but it’s roughly the same every year) shows how much farther up the horizon it ‘rises’ over a month. This morning it rose between the two trees under ‘Yggdrasil’, where the arrow points.
mazzy star muse poem
Most beautiful paths,
are all in the mind.
Never to be seen,
for they’re all behind.
Travelled deep n’ high,
from my start of time.
United as a whole,
roundabout dead-end blind.
With mistYmuse 20/21 finishing last week I had no plans to write creatively. I saw this video looping one of my favourite songs (since seeing it on MTV a lot in 1994) and played it:
That inspired me to think I still don’t know the words, and so I set about listening and learning, using genius lyrics. Like a bucket list I didn’t have, it’s the first time I’ve set out to learn a song’s lyrics!
I think one of the reasons I love Hope Sandoval’s voice is that she turns words into music as if letting a bird fly away, or throwing dust in the air, from something known and familiar to ephemeral air flying out of sight, trailing speckles of imagination.
In an interview I just saw as well, she describes this as bending the notes.
After thinking I had something creative flying around, like Hope’s lyrics in the sky; the generator of my mind being wound up, or an old plane’s propeller; the above poem came in to land while watching/listening to the California song:
Guitarist David Roback; as well as Hope’s voice, I particularly love the slide guitar; died a year ago last month. I didn’t know until seeing a list of who’d died in 2020 at the end of the year on the loudersound website. That inspired me to listen to them more again.
Maybe he’s looking down, from where his songs fly around?
Featured image is Nytt Land. Combining it with Mazzy Star; after playing FIY on loop; made me realise how shamanically hypnotic Mazzy Star can be!
winter festival closing ceremony
With Blondie having opened mistYmuse 20/21 it would have been fitting that The Pretty Reckless close it, as they appeared together in a Folding Mirror poem structured around song titles on this site in 2014:
Valentine Love Poem, Songs Without Music
Debbie Harry and Taylor Momsen, New York two Generations R&R
Heavy Metal Ballad, Beyond Elite Understanding
Dreaming of Your Prescence Dear
on an Island of Lost Souls
Plastic Letters melted In The Sun
The Hardest Part was Hanging on the Telephone
waiting for you to Call Me
don’t have a Heart of Glass
so it would have been Atomic Rapture
to meet you In The Flesh
but Parallel Lines don’t cross
and my vow that Pretty Baby
One Way or Another
I’m Gonna Love You Too
disappeared at 11.59
that time when The Tide is High
didn’t even Die Young Stay Pretty
instead developing a Poet’s Problem
Go Through It writing, Nothing Left to Lose
Factory Girl manufacturing my thoughts
ideas that Make Me Wanna Die
exploding into silent angst Since You’re Gone
Void and Null
I never was no Superhero
Where Did Jesus Go
not leading your Blonde Rebellion that
did once Light Me Up
seems a place Far From Never
when my love Heart would always Panic
but Everybody Wants Something From Me
so didn’t hear You say Follow Me Down
I’m Going to Hell wanna Burn
together I Really Fucking Love You
Sweet Things please Kill Me
Then it was clinched when The Pretty Reckless released a great new album during mYm 20/21, with a sensational first single:
For the fireworks finale, here’s my ‘healing (heilung) brand’ impersonation of the PinkyOrangePurple sunrise sky:
Thanks for attending mYm 20/21 and making it the biggest and best ever! Hope you’ll return for mYm 21/22…
mARCH EQUINOX SCIENCE
Midwinter Until Spring Equinox creates the MUSE part of mistYmuse. The first part consists of Most Ideal Sunrise Times, and they seem a long time ago now. The sunrise times have retreated from about 08.30 to just after 6. Really, it’s just our first sight of the sun, with the northern hemisphere now tilted towards our star, as it continues its regular orbit.
This is our current position in the solar system according to theplanetstoday:
In midwinter we were at 12 o’ clock, with the northern hemisphere mostly pointed out to space. That meant the northern hemisphere had a lower share of sunlight than the southern. Now we are equal.
After this second instalment of the mistYmuse closing day ceremony is quite serious; like a band playing a slower number mid set; I can promise a rocking third post to bring the curtain down on mYm 20/21.
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