One need not be a Chamber to be Haunted by Emily Dickinson

You know how a song or fragment of a song can get stuck in your head? It plays on repeat, whether you like it or not, a personal soundtrack that no one else can hear. I tend to have a number of things haunting my mind at any given time – music, poetry, lines from a book, echoes of previously thought or spoken words or phrases, other thoughts circling in a holding pattern, waiting to be written down.

They coalesce into a dynamic, ever-changing mental kaleidoscope of language and sound. Emily Dickinson’s haunting poetry is often part of it. A flickering rhythmic phantom, sometimes a select stanza or two, sometimes an entire poem, always a harmonious element of the protean inner pattern.

In this special mini episode we offer up a few shadowy wisps of my mental atmosphere for your listening pleasure: one of Emily Dickinson’s bewitching poems, amended to be gender-inclusive, along with a New Year’s announcement about Liminal Flares.

As always, we recommend using your headphones to get the most out of Mer’s audio witchery.

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Writing/Editing & Narration by Maika

Music by The Parlour Trick

Audio Engineering by Meredith Yayanos

Cover photo by Maika

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