Monday, March 21, 2011

Groove

it is something that can be lost, Groove that is . . .

Groove and Muses are as constant as the moon, and so she is basking in her bewildering doldrums, casting out lines, sometimes marveling at the brilliance of the missing fish, and the deep water rises up and obscures the horizon, but she sees land in her dreams, and when she hits land, the words, you know, the Groove will return. As for the Muse, she will leave a line out always . . .

1 comment:

Dan said...

I must have been doing it backwards the whole time. I've been casting my lines hoping the Muse will strike. Have often thought of actually using a net to catch Her. She's so crafty and ephemeral, however, that I'm not sure there truly is a way to "catch" Her. She must be looking for you and you apparently need to be aware at the precise moment.