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•• Drop deep for a moment. Getting art to your ears. ••

Poetry, music, interview, and story, performed for listeners, who cherish a moment to drop deep, breathe in, and remember to grow.

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•• Drop deep for a moment. Getting art to your ears. ••

Poetry, music, interview, and story, performed for listeners, who cherish a moment to drop deep, breathe in, and remember to grow.

Please subscribe to my podcast, let it fill your heart with wonder and the seeds of life, and feel free to be in touch.

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    POETRY & REFLECTION: "My Father Was Uncle Scrooge, Too."

    POETRY & REFLECTION: "My Father Was Uncle Scrooge, Too."

    S2:E3

    This episode is a reading of a new poem with a reflection on the state of the world and human culture. 



    Mica Sun Reflections

    "Drop deep for a moment. Getting art to your ears." 



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    • 19 min
    POETRY SERIES • “1,000 Secret Whispers Through an IT Tower Knoll”

    POETRY SERIES • “1,000 Secret Whispers Through an IT Tower Knoll”

    S2:E5

    This episode consists of a poem born from the top of a panoramic hill southeast of Asheville. Read by yours truly. 



    1,000 Secret Whispers Through an IT Tower Knoll

    Hilltop of open cattle land and cell tower IT needles,

    Sun setting over endless grass.

    Are we always whispering across such spaces

    Mole hills tunneling their crazy paces

    Beneath the only tall things left, the thistles

    And last seasons’ dung. Bare rocks

    Turn face towards Sun when she

    Molasses passes far above. On microwaves

    Dart messages of love, like fishes

    Navigating corals some thousand miles below this knoll

    Which holds the concrete toes of spires’ wires

    Passing their threads of spiders messages

    Above thru viewless space dimensionally inaccessible except

    To ears of precious metal mined at feet of war torn wilderness

    Thousands of miles away. So we may say

    Into tight microphone like a child’s game of telephone

    I love you, I hate you, come home, stay gone, I will.

    —19 November 2020



    Mica Sun Reflections. 

    Drop deep for a moment. Getting art to your ears.



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    • 5 min
    POETRY: "Snail" and a little classical guitar.

    POETRY: "Snail" and a little classical guitar.

    Please keep showing up and supporting the cause: Black Lives Matter, "All Lives Matter" (of course we all do!), changing the system so that ALL of us can be in greater freedom from the forces that seem to want us to only serve and be oppressed. 

    Please, extend the right to vote to ALL citizens of our country -- felons and prisoners included. Tax-paying immigrants included. People serving long sentences for  crimes; even those who made a violent choice 10, 20, 30, 40 years ago -- those who are still in prison, still denied a Voice to say "enough is enough! let's create a just society" -- who are legally allowed to be Used as slaves (do your research! it's true! a slave culture of voiceless prisoners and more and more laws "to lock them up"--) -- 

    We need to push to change in this society. Police and Law Enforcement need to be held accountable -- directly to the people -- that means to me, to you, to our neighbors. And that means the whole institution of policing. Please vote, please know that WE ALL WANT JUSTICE -- FOR ALL! and I mean treating every human being with respect -- and also understanding the anger of people who have been pushed aside and silenced and used and mistreated for SO LONG -- and that includes some of *all* of our People, European, African, Native, everyone else -- over many many generations. We (Europeans) left Europe's oppression and hierarchy -- and need to get rid of that here. WE ALL WANT THE SAME THING AT CORE: Freedom, life, family, opportunity -- and fairness. Sure "Life isn't fair" -- but that's a lazy person's excuse, too. That doesn't let us off the hook -- "Life's not fair" so "now we can be a******s!" No. No. No.

    Be Christian, if that's your creed. Follow the teachings of your Religion. Be Loving. Be Awake. Be Compassionate. Be Human and we must rise up to create together the best world we can! -- and if that means some Courage then By God let's have some courage. Courage to care -- courage to listen to your neighbors -- Courage to believe their stories. Courage to make this world a better one and not just for you but for everybody. "The richest country in the world"  don't need more oppression -- we need liberation, and love, and courage. Please, let's stand together today. 


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    • 5 min
    PSA: Divest. 4 minutes.

    PSA: Divest. 4 minutes.

    This is my plea for you to do something specific and easy that should take you about 5 to 10 minutes — that if we do it enough together can help change the course of our world.

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    • 4 min
    POETRY: "Make Me a Vessel of the Witness to Love" — Reflections on Witnessing Love, and as a State of Consciousness

    POETRY: "Make Me a Vessel of the Witness to Love" — Reflections on Witnessing Love, and as a State of Consciousness

    This poem represents a deep vow I took the other day. Waking with the feeling of the feathered, dark wing of death or mortality in my psyche -- I went out to the woods to grieve -- and ended up in prayer. I've been holding the prayer with me since -- and here, in this podcast, share the vow, the poem, and some free-reflection about what "being a vessel of the witness to love" means. I hope you enjoy. And remember, you can go deeper and show support by messaging me, finding "mica sun" on the social threads, supporting me at anchor.fm/micasun, or at my artists' site on patreon.com/micasun.






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    • 9 min
    POETRY: "Pistons" – Reflections on Sexuality and Meaning in an Era of Empire

    POETRY: "Pistons" – Reflections on Sexuality and Meaning in an Era of Empire

    Contemplative verse, well-read, with commentary, to start your day and engage contemplation. 
    Received at dawn on the last day of 2019, and recorded to audio that morning, this episode is the first of my Second Season of work at the podcast Mica Sun Reflections. 
    Please "Subscribe" to Mica Sun Reflections to support me — and click-through to https://www.patreon.com/micasun to more deeply explore and support me as an artist. 


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    • 14 min

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