Kontomble, Tell Us Who You Are!
Photo: Monica Mody
Green slither
like cave beyond cave
echoes its way to you
Pitch of high--
a little garbled but
snaking its forked
clear to you
That zing on tongue
on wrist in feet
That bite you took
what lay
or rolled
or clicked in place
Like satisfaction drawn
like pote-
nt creation energy
Eye an eye to see
or dribble
Ear grows bigger
with each leaf, speaking
Kontomble Speakeasy
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"Messages For Our times with Kontomble - Feb 3, 2017"
An invocation to Kontomble asking them about the pain and intensity of our times. They relayed soothing and ways of tapping into our own remembering, and the technology of breathing out though the V of our hands into the world. |
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